Red Bat snatched the wine pot away and said seriously, "Instructor, you shouldn't drink anymore."
Her face bright red from the afterglow, Shangguan Ru giggled and replied, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Can't we make an exception?"
It'd been five or six days since Red Bat arrived in Heaven's Pass. The Instructor drank almost every day – she drank with guests, she drank alone, she drank during the day, and she also drank during the night. Despite the fact that she barely consumed any food, her mind always seemed to be relatively clear. Occasionally, though, she would say some nonsense. "The Mid-Autumn Festival was three days ago. You can't even remember the date clearly, Instructor."
Red Bat was about six or seven years older than Shangguan Ru, but she had always believed that the Instructor was her master, and that she was Instructor's servant. This was the first time that she had talked to Instructor with a reproachful tone.