"So, which friends are coming today?"
Ni Bingyan couldn't help but ask as soon as the car left their neighborhood.
"Quite a few! And even more if you count their families. I could tell you now, but you wouldn't remember them all. I'll introduce you when they get there. They're all my sworn brothers from high school. We're still really close, so don't worry."
"Sworn brothers? The kind where you drink yellow wine and behead a chicken? Did you burn incense and kowtow? When you became brothers, did you say something like, 'We don't ask to be born on the same day, but we ask to die on the same day'?"
Neither the original owner of this body nor Ni Bingyan herself had ever gotten along well with classmates in school. She'd never experienced anything like this, nor had she seen it in real life. Hearing Sang Yuan talk about it was actually quite fascinating.
