It is really true, appearance is deceiving—Little Xuanzi's tolerance for liquor is immeasurable.
Putting the wine pot on the table, Taixu Zi also took the opportunity to sit down beside it, waving them over.
"Come sit down as well, let's talk about going to the Sword Control Conference."
Upon hearing the words 'Sword Control Conference,' Feng Yueya immediately became interested.
Placing Little Xuanzi casually on a chair, she bounced eagerly to sit across from Taixu Zi.
Yun Shangyuan walked over and sat down beside her.
Taixu Zi's gaze fleetingly swept over Feng Yueya's somewhat disheveled makeup, he asked nothing, but a faint smile flickered in his eyes.
Feng Yueya didn't notice the teasing smile in his eyes, but Yun Shangyuan did, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.
"Master, when do we start our journey to the Sword Control Conference?"
