It was after 2 a.m., and the entire retirement home was very quiet.
Tonight, Wu Li and the production team had toasted Zhao Kai quite a bit, and the group listened intently as Zhao Kai shared many of his drug-busting stories. The production crew, comprised of all men, had several members whose eyes turned red from the intensity, forcing them to drink heavily.
In the end, only Wu Li and Zhao Kai still maintained some sobriety, while the rest of them had all passed out.
After escorting the production crew to their rooms to sleep, Wu Li finally returned to his own room.
Although he had drunk quite a bit, he wasn't the least bit sleepy. Looking at the calligraphy hanging in his room, he reminisced about the unique sensation he experienced during his martial arts practice earlier, and thus, he began practicing his moves again in his room, attempting to recapture that previous feeling.
He vaguely sensed that he might have touched the gateway to the "Fist Intent."
