As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

The curtain of the restaurant was lifted, the tinkling of the doorbell was struck.

Li Che and the White-Clothed Proprietor walked out.

Both squatting under the eaves, each with a rolled cigarette, they started to smoke.

”If he wanted to drink wine, he could have just come directly. Even Gouzi didnʼt want to bother with him, yet he insisted on provoking Gouzi,” the Proprietor said indifferently.

A puff of smoke was exhaled, blurring the scene.

Che also comfortably took a puff of his cigarette, and it made the pressure on his wounded shoulder disappear instantly, as if the Overwhelming Fist Gang of the Supreme Grandmaster was suppressed, unable to churn up the slightest wave.

Once both had finished their cigarettes, they stood up. The Proprietor turned and went back inside the restaurant, then he brought out a Green Jade Wine Pot, pouring a cup for Li Che.

”Drink it.”

The White-Clothed Proprietor sealed the Green Jade Wine Pot and handed the poured drink to Li Che, saying.

Li Che took the wine cup, glanced at the Proprietor without much hesitation, and gulped down the wine.

The liquor burned down his throat, spicy with a surging sensation, as if a low Dragonʼs Chant burst next to his ear.

”What is this wine?”

Li Che smacked his lips, savouring the aftertaste.

”Dragon Blood Wine.”

The Proprietor stated, then took the cup away and turned back into the kitchen of the restaurant.

Li Che wanted another drink, but...

Clearly, the Proprietor wasnʼt in the mood to give him another cup.

Burning hot, like the fiery flames erupting from a volcano, burning everything, Li Che felt every part of his limbs and every pore radiating intense heat waves!