Baili Xijiang and Qin Xi squatted under the railing, their faces hazy with drunkenness, their bodies swaying unsteadily as they peeked back at them while clinging to a section of the railing.
Gather together and chirp softly amidst the fireworks:
"Did you see that? Your uncle kissed Wan'er!"
"Shh, give my uncle some face."
"Hehehe, I get it, I get it, let's not make a fuss..."
"What do you know? You can use this to extort money from my uncle next time!"
Wow, everyone who listens gets a share!
"I don't want to take you with me, that's my uncle!"
"...You bastard, when you were trying to extort him, why didn't you say that he was your uncle?"
Qin Xi snorted in dissatisfaction and turned her head away, ignoring him.
Baili Xijiang leaned closer with a fawning smile, "Alright, alright, I'll take you, okay?"
"Hmph, no, I'm going to tell your uncle that you're trying to extort money from him."
Qin Xi swayed and shifted to the side.
Baili Xijiang cried out and moved over again.
"No way, if you tell on me, I'm doomed."
Qin Xi turned around with a silly grin, her voice slow and soft after getting drunk: "Hehe, then beg me."
Baili Xijiang squatted down and leaned against the railing, foolishly sticking his big face close to it.
"All right…"
"Please, Fairy Yuanyuan—"
Qin Xi was suddenly taken aback.
He seemed to have sobered up a bit.
"...What did you call me?" she mumbled in confusion, suddenly feeling the effects of alcohol and her face burning hot.
"Ah, that's what I heard Uncle Li call you when he came looking for you back then."
Qin Xi patted his head, and it took him a long time to remember. It was when the four of them and Pei Xiang'an were training together in the outer sect, and Uncle Li came to her and said that his aunt was seriously ill.
"You still remember something from so long ago..." Qin Xi blinked, a little dazed.
Baili Xijiang suddenly stood up and tried to pat his chest, but he was hit by the railing and fell back down with a loud bang.
He simply sat down on the ground, rubbed his head, and patted his chest slightly, saying, "Who am I? I am Baili Dansheng! My memory! It's—"
"The strongest!"
With the last three words in hand, Baili Xijiang sat behind the railing, put his hands to his lips, and shouted downstairs.
Qin Xi covered her face and laughed, "You big idiot."
The two heads huddled together, muttering to themselves and shifting back and forth.
Song Tingwan and the others at the table found it amusing. "Hey, is squatting fun?"
She joked with a smile.
But the two drunkards didn't understand what she meant. They turned around, cupped their faces, and grinned foolishly, waving at them.
"This is so much fun! Wan'er, come quick!"
No one moved.
Fireworks burst into bloom again.
Wan Qiji stood up, leaning on the table, and swayed as he stood beside Baili Xijiang. Without a word, he squatted down.
He peeked at the fireworks through the gap in the railing, and saw the giant sword behind him pressing against his clothes as he leaned against the railing.
From a distance, only the giant sword is visible; Wan Qiji below is completely invisible.
Song Siyao rarely felt the urge to cover her face.
"He... was drunk too."
She also explained it to her older sister and Shen Zhuochuan.
Then, the number of people waving at them eagerly increased to three.
at last.
With expressionless faces, Song Siyao, along with the helpless Song Tingwan and Shen Zhuochuan, stood up.
The Squatting Trio.
It turned into six people.
"You know what, the view from a different angle is not bad either."
Shen Zhuochuan glanced sideways and smiled at Song Tingwan.
Song Tingwan laughed so hard she leaned against him, "They're just being silly, why are we doing this too?"
"I don't know," Song Siyao said expressionlessly.
They've all gone mad together.
But you just can't resist three drunkards who are holding your face and staring at you expectantly.
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