"Come, drink!"
Amidst the bold voices, several people raised their wine bowls, clinked them, and drained them in one go. Here were old men, middle-aged folks, and the youngest among them was also middle-aged, no longer youthful. But even the one dressed as a scholar showed a hint of fierce courage in their brows.
They tilted their heads back and drank the rare strong liquor from Jiangnan Road, and surprisingly, not a single person showed any change in expression, attracting attention. As this group occupied the best scenic spot, dozens of people surrounded the two elders in the center, drinking heartily with rare boldness in their brows.
The white-haired, lion-like-haired elder of Qingshan drank quietly, while another old man beside him lamented:
"How long has it been since we last gathered like this?"
