บท 806: The Rare Sight of an Autumn City in the Spring Wind

After downing a mouthful of strong alcohol, Luo Bu remained expressionless.

Looking at him, Chen Changsheng felt somewhat reluctant to part.

"Then… we're going?" he said to Luo Bu.

Luo Bu waved the wine pot in the air, indicating that he knew. Still, he said nothing.

Chen Changsheng was somewhat unhappy, thinking to himself, _even if you're not willing to speak because you want to maintain your style, shouldn't you at least offer me a drink of alcohol before parting?_

In truth, Luo Bu had been acting rather strange these past few days. After their chat by the stream over alcohol, Luo Bu had subtly adjusted his attitude towards Chen Changsheng.

It was clear that he was no longer willing to converse any further with Chen Changsheng, much less about intimate subjects. However, he also had no hostility. Instead, it felt like he was deliberately keeping a distance, wanting to be a stranger.