บท 1750: A new way of cultivation  

The restaurant was closed.

-------because it hadn't opened in the first place, there was no need to put up any signs.

This was a relatively secluded location, and there was already a sound-proofing formation arranged around it, so there was no fear of any commotion.

Qin Xiao Lou was sitting on top of a chair with his eyes tightly closed, his expression continuously changing.

"No…"

"Don't… don't…"

"We're just drinking, don't do anything else…"

He was mumbling non-stop.

His tone was growing increasingly quicker, his body was also squirming uncomfortably.

At this point, a female voice called out:

"Enough"

Qin Xiao Lou immediately turned silent, his body went limp, and he started to snore.

-----he was now fully asleep.