Tian Shu also stumbled over, reeking of alcohol, which made Li Ruowei wrinkle her delicate nose. Clearly, he had drunk quite a bit.
"Long... Long Yan, *hic*."
This belch made Chu Bei, who was beside Long Yan, unable to hold back any longer, bursting into boisterous laughter.
"I plan to have the Seven-Star Hall develop in Saint Que."
Although his face was flushed, a faint glow shone in Tian Shu's eyes. If the Seven-Star Hall could establish a sect in Saint Que, it would be an honor to their heritage.
Long Yan had considered this matter before, but Saint Que was extremely xenophobic. Although he knew Luo He, it was only a brief acquaintance, and seeking his help seemed hardly possible.
"No matter how difficult the path ahead may be, I truly want to go and see Saint Que for myself."
There was a hint of determination in Tian Shu's voice. He was half-drunk, half-sober, but there was no doubt this was his heartfelt desire.
