At this moment, in order to avoid suspicion, A Ming, He Chunlai, and Chen Daole were not sitting on the rooftop but rather in the pavilion, continuing to drink wine.
A Ming liked drinking, He Chunlai could hold his liquor well, while Chen Daole's drinking capacity was average, but he enjoyed the ambiance of drinking, occasionally pondering life's brevity.
"It seems very busy outside," He Chunlai remarked.
They were aware of Siniang's dual role as a subordinate and the mistress.
Chen Daole was already slightly drunk and said:
"Since it's so busy outside, why are we still kept here at the Fan Mansion?"
A Ming took a sip of red wine,
swirled his wine glass,
and said:
"Thus, it shows just how useless we three must be."
"......" He Chunlai.
"......" Chen Daole.
…
Xiayong city was not small, because, strictly speaking, Xiayong here was not considered the frontline, so it was not a "military stronghold."
