Chu Yi hadn't taken many steps before he was grabbed and brought back by Chu Ruolin.
"Descending the mountain? To buy plates?"
What kind of lousy excuse was that?
Chu Yi's heart was about to leap out of his throat.
Could he even stay in this place any longer?
A woman on the verge of madness, and a master who could lift him off the ground at any time and place; if he accidentally displeased them, wouldn't that cost him his life?
Chu Yi knew his lie didn't seem very useful, so he could only offer a sheepish smile and add: "Well...I...I already made plans with Little Fatty. We planned to have a good meal tonight, so... and also, alright, I'll tell you everything, I wanted to drink some wine."
With each word he uttered, Chu Yi's back was drenched in sweat, and he was only a step away from kneeling down.
"Do you really like drinking that much?"
Chu Ling'er was the one who spoke first.
"Well...with friends around, I indeed do enjoy it quite a bit."
Chu Yi honestly admitted.
