"I wonder if I, Zu Qianqiu, have the honor to drink this fine wine with Hero Ding?"
"Please do."
Ding Ling casually gestured:
"If Zu Qianqiu fancies any jar of fine wine, feel free to take it away."
Anyway, it can't be finished, can't be taken.
It's just right to use 'Ren Woxing's' stuff for a favor.
Having lain down, Ding Ling had also seen through things.
Soldiers against generals, water with earth.
Whatever happens, once you're there, naturally you'll understand it.
Unexpectedly.
After taking a sip from a jar of fine wine, Zu Qianqiu surprisingly acted seriously. He ceremoniously took out cup after cup, carefully placing them on the level ground. After arranging them, he looked at Ding Ling and smiled:
"Drinking must be accompanied by appropriate utensils! Hero Ding, if you don't mind, sit down with me for a few drinks? Let me introduce my drinking set to you!"
Ding Ling looked at Zu Qianqiu, then stared at his cups for a couple of glances.
As expected.
