"I suggest we have a good drink here."
Bao Longwei laughed.
"Hahaha, sure, I'll go gather some firewood."
Jiang Feng didn't refuse.
Anyway, he and Han Dong brought pots and pans with them, so as long as they got a fire going, they could immediately enjoy a steaming hot pickle and tofu hotpot.
"The Emperor told me something yesterday, and after thinking about it, I felt I should share it with you."
After paying respects to Han Tieshan, the three sat on the ground. Bao Longwei had drunk three jugs of yellow rice wine, not using his Qi Blood to dispel the effects. He spoke with a hint of alcohol and drunkenness.
"Go ahead, we're friends."
Jiang Feng had long noticed that Bao Longwei had something on his mind, otherwise why would he choose to drink at Han Tieshan's grave? He must have been worried that they might be upset upon knowing, so he chose to talk in front of Han Tieshan!
