He did not respond.
Mei Mei sighed. "A Zhe, I know that something happened in your past to make you averse to having your knowledge used in the wrong ways. You don't want to talk about it and I won't ask. But, I hate seeing you like this. I am worried that three drinks might turn into six, nine or twelve.
I am worried that someday, Mingzhu might walk in on you and find you dead with a gun in your hand because you are trying to escape your demons."
"That is a little extreme." C4 told her.
Yes it was a little extreme but she was worried. Jingzhe was working for the Empress Mother now and the more such planning he was involved in, the more troublesome it would be. The issue needed to be fixed as soon as possible.