In the latter half of the night, Fan Wubing and An An walked out of the Illusion Immortal Tower with their arms around each other.
"So, how was it? Did you have a good chat with Sister Taoxian today?"
An An hadn't had a drop of alcohol, yet she appeared as if she were drunk, her cheeks a rosy red, even the tip of her nose tinged with a hint of pink, her eyes shining brightly in the night,
"Sister Taoxian is really gentle, you should get to know her."
Fan Wubing waved his hand, "I've given that up."
"Given up what?"
"Given up on gentle older sisters."
"...I don't understand." An An asked enthusiastically, "What about you, did you have fun talking with the Moon Immortal?"
Fan Wubing stretched, "I took a nap in the booth."
"Huh?" An An was puzzled, "You went to the Illusion Immortal Tower to sleep?"
Fan Wubing laughed heartily, "What else? I just returned from outside, where would I find the energy to mess around? As soon as you went to Peach Manor, I fell asleep."
