"When are you leaving, brother?"
"We'll leave tomorrow morning as soon as the city gates open," said Song Changping. They were staying for only one night, mainly to leave some instructions with Song Changming, so he wouldn't worry about them.
"Why so urgent? Why not stay a few more days?" Song Changming couldn't help but ask.
"There's plenty of time in the future, Changming. Right now, our presence is too special, so it's better to avoid any unexpected complications," Song Changping shook his head and replied.
"Little brother, let's drink through the night before we go," laughed the second brother, Song Chang'an.
Even though, as an undead, his sense of taste had weakened considerably and he couldn't quite savor the taste of wine, he still loved to drink.
"Alright!" Song Changming nodded.
A night of intoxication.
The next day.
