As he spoke, he raised the wine glass and drank it himself.
Then he filled his glass again.
He was determined to make him drink.
Pei Yuqing thought to himself, holding the glass, as he raised it to his lips, his breath hardly noticeable, paused.
Then, without hesitation, he drank it down.
After drinking, he proactively filled up for the two of them, smiling as he said, "Fine wine is rare, I also offer a toast to Mr. Lu."
His actions made Lu Ziyuan's eyes a bit doubtful, but he couldn't detect any clues.
After a few silent breaths, he grabbed the glass and drank.
One drank three glasses, the other two.
Lu Ziyuan said, "The hatred of stealing a wife is irreconcilable, I show no mercy to my enemies. I hope Lord Pei will carefully consider whether you really want to oppose me."
Having spoken, he stood up, "I have other matters, I will take my leave first, someone will entertain you here."
Shortly after he left, a group of dancing girls came in.
