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Shen Qing ignored the blood and dirt on his body and raised his cup for a drink.
After dealing with the menaces of Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu, a sense of relief and ease showed on his face.
"Great wine!"
"Brother Shen, what courage you have. If it's good wine, shouldn't you drink more?"
Dong Jing didn't mind Shen Qing's disheveled appearance and even offered to pour wine for him. As for the thousand taels mentioned by Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu, he had long forgotten.
Shen Qing stopped the cup, saying, "The taste of wine is enough. Drinking too much spoils the pleasure."
"If not wine, perhaps a bite to eat?" Dong Jing said without anger, "This Baihua Building is renowned in Yongzhou. Though its cooking can't match your Shen Ji, it's tasty enough. You just arrived a bit late, so it's mostly leftovers."
Shen Qing laughed heartily, "How many in Great Zhou could even eat these leftovers? Besides, I came to kill, not to dine."