Saying anything now was of no use, Ye Tianhua needed to quickly get people to capture Xu Xiangzhi.
Mo Huasong and Fat Dragon had both directly drunk several jars of wine. In his low spirits, he didn't use True Qi to expel the alcohol from his body, letting it instead numb his brain.
Drowning sorrow in alcohol only exacerbated it. Fat Dragon and the others had all drunk excessively and retreated to sleep while tipsy. Unlike them, Mo Huasong didn't have an ounce of sleep in him, and he ordered the server to bring up another jug of wine. He opened the window, sat on the windowsill, drank while looking at the night outside and letting the cold breeze blow upon him.
In the afternoon, Liu Lanxi had left from this place. If she could return from here right now, that would be great.
Sigh, Lanxi, I've been waiting for you for so long, it was difficult to finally catch a glimpse of you again, but why did you leave? Mo Huasong was secretly heartbroken.