Chapter 77
Ye Yun raised his teacup.
"Come, let's enjoy more tea. A fine moment, a beautiful view, and a joyous festival—one should savor the present."
Jiaoqiu smiled and raised his wine cup.
"Indeed, indeed. Once again, my thanks to Mr. Zhongli for the invitation, allowing us to partake in such a grand and lively celebration."
Zhongli raised his own cup.
"You are all my dear friends. There's no need for many words—drink, everyone."
Ye Yun and the others continued chatting over tea.
None of them felt bored with this kind of life.
Just a few days ago, Stelle had questioned it—saying Ye Yun and the others did nothing but play chess and drink tea all day. What was the fun in that?
Zhongli could only reply:
"You're not at our age yet. You wouldn't understand."