Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

He was a young man who looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. He had a flat nose, small eyes, and a head of messy, slightly yellowish hair. There was a piece missing from the top of his head, as if it had been gnawed on by something. He looked as shabby as could be.

However, he has a pair of very persistent eyes.

Those eyes weren't even looking at Beibei sitting down; they were fixed on the bottle of wine on the table, their eyes gleaming like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days seeing meat.

Gao Lou has only two hobbies in his life: becoming a powerful Soul Master and drinking.

But he is poor because he never sells his soul tools, so neither of his wishes has been fulfilled yet.

He was staring at that expensive bottle of wine, his mouth practically watering.

Huo Yuhao, whose appearance had been drastically altered after makeup, stood between the two, with Wang Dong'er, dressed in men's clothing, standing behind him. After introducing Bei Bei and Gao Lou to each other, he looked at Bei Bei with some concern.

"It's nothing." Beibei chuckled self-deprecatingly and waved her hand. "Go ahead and drink, no one else is coming anyway."

Upon hearing this, Gao Lou felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He plopped down on the sofa and poured himself and Bei Bei a glass without any hesitation.

The way he moved was so practiced; he was clearly an old drunkard.

The wine is somewhat sour and astringent on the palate, with a strong aroma of smoky plum; the first sip is not very pleasant. However, soon, a sweet aftertaste, with subtle oak aromas and rich grape fragrance, emerges and blossoms on the tongue.

Gao Lou suddenly felt his face burning. That tipsy feeling was something he'd never experienced before. He felt completely enveloped in the fragrance of grapes, as if he were floating on air.

"This wine is quite valuable! It's at least ten years old and has already been decanted!" Gao Lou's eyes lit up immediately. "Tang Wu, if your sect had this kind of wine every day, I'd go with you!"

He started drinking heavily, one glass after another, as if he wanted to soak his whole body in alcohol.

Seeing him like that, Beibei burst out laughing: "Enough is enough!"

Then he started drinking heavily.

Gao Lou was already drinking very quickly, but Bei Bei was even faster, downing a glass in just a few gulps and then grabbing another one to drink.

The way he was acting didn't look like he was drinking alcohol; it looked more like he was drinking water, venting something.

Soon, the bottle of wine was empty.

Beibei beckoned to the waiter: "Bring me your most expensive wine."

A glint flashed in the waiter's eyes, and he said, "Okay, please wait a moment, it'll be right there."

Watching the waiter quickly leave, Gao Dalou couldn't help but say, "Mr. Bei, you'll get ripped off if you keep doing this!"

Beibei waved her hand dismissively.

Soon, the waiter returned with a tray containing a bottle of pink wine, three glasses, and a bucket of ice.

Wang Dong'er tried to stop him, but Huo Yuhao gestured for her to stay. He could tell that his senior brother really needed to vent today, and he couldn't stop him.

The waiter opened the wine without hesitation, added three ice cubes to each glass, poured in the wine that just covered the ice, and then respectfully withdrew.

Beibei picked up the glass in front of her and drank the wine, which had just been cooled slightly by the ice, in one gulp.

Instantly, his face transformed into one of complete rapture.

"Good wine, really good wine! It's been so long since I've had such good rose wine. It's so delicious. Yuhao, you guys should try some too."

As he spoke, he poured himself another glass.

Huo Yuhao picked up his wine glass and took a small sip. The wine was indeed excellent; a faint rose fragrance accompanied the wine as it went down his throat. The aroma seemed to evaporate on its own, quickly spreading to all his senses as the wine slid down his throat.

Gao Lou had been swallowing hard for a while, and seeing the two of them drink, he also downed his own in one gulp. As the liquor went down his throat, his entire face relaxed.

"Again!"

……

"Brother Bei, let's have a drink!"

"cheers!"

"One more, Building! Hmm, this wine is good, strong enough! Comfortable!"

……

"drink!"

……

Under the dumbfounded gazes of Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er, Bei Bei and Gao Louda drank faster and faster. These two drunkards didn't stop for a moment; one cup of different liquor after another was poured into their mouths as if they were sinking into the sea.

The remaining wine bottles alone were so numerous that the low table couldn't hold them all. Red wine, white wine, rosé wine, fruit wine... all sorts of wines, piled up like a small mountain.

Forget about that tall building; it's obviously a drunkard with an astonishing capacity for alcohol. But Bei Bei's injuries haven't healed yet, and he hasn't even consciously used his soul power to counteract the effects of the alcohol. Even with the physique of the Bright Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul, he can't handle drinking like this!

They also insisted on drinking strong liquor; one glass of that kind of spirit would knock an ordinary person out on the spot.

As you can see, after each of them had drunk dozens or even hundreds of cups of wine, Gao Dalou, whose cultivation level was lower, was clearly unable to hold on. His eyes were unfocused, his body was swaying, and he looked like he might collapse at any moment.

Beibei's figure swayed slightly, and an unnatural flush appeared on his handsome face.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er exchanged a glance, both able to see the deep worry in each other's eyes.

Senior Brother is troubled! And it's something important!

"Senior Brother, please stop drinking."

Finally, Gao Lou was so drunk he was about to collapse onto the table. In his anxiety, Huo Yuhao reached out and grabbed the wine glass from Bei Bei's hand.

Just then, as if suddenly waking up, Bei Bei grabbed Huo Yuhao's thick wrist.

That force was completely unlike that of someone who had just recovered from a serious injury.

Beibei raised her head, and a clear pleading look appeared in her eyes.

"Junior brother, let me stay here for a while. You and Dong'er should go back. You have a competition tomorrow."

Looking into those eyes, Huo Yuhao found himself unable to say no.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally left with Wang Dong'er. He wasn't worried about Bei Bei's safety; the bar would naturally take good care of such a big customer.

Moreover, Beibei herself is very trustworthy, always steady, and never causes trouble.

After a fierce internal struggle, Huo Yuhao ultimately decided not to take the magical engraving knife from the tall building.

……

Tons.

Beibei continued to pour herself a drink.

The bitter wine hurts my heart as it goes down my throat.

However, after Huo Yuhao and the other person left, Gao Lou suddenly raised his head unsteadily, his eyes revealing a shrewd glint that was inconsistent with his drunken state.

He reeked of alcohol and leaned close to Beibei, asking slyly:

"Mr. Bei, is this... a heartbreak?"

Beibei's gaze turned cold, and she said in a chilling tone, "Drink your wine, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

The tall building wasn't bothered at all; it just chuckled leisurely, a sly smile that was as utterly lewd as could be.

"If it's heartbreak, drinking alone won't cure it. I've been to this Hundred Flowers Deep Place before. Don't let its small size fool you; the owner behind it is no ordinary person. He has some connection with the 'Ordinary Alliance'."

He lowered his voice and continued mysteriously, "This happens to be the best place to heal heartbreak. I heard they recently got a clean, high-quality item, but the price..."

Gao Lou's eyes glanced towards a hidden corner behind the bar, where there was a small door with an inconspicuous sign hanging on it, bearing a few blurry words.

Beibei didn't speak, but she still looked at him.

The implication in Gao Lou's words is already quite clear.

Normally, Beibei would never agree. He's never been that kind of person, he would never do such a thing.

He has his own principles.

But tonight—

After confirming that Tang Ya recognized him but refused to keep the appointment;

After that wisp of blackened dust dissipated between my fingers;

After sitting alone in this dilapidated booth, facing the empty doorway, he downed glass after glass of spicy liquor.

Beibei was filled with self-destructive impulses.

There is also a great deal of madness, resentment, and anger that needs to be vented.

He thought of Zhang Lexuan.

What is Sister Lexuan, who has protected and loved him since childhood, doing right now? Is she in Kong Tianxu's room, somewhere he doesn't know, doing something with that man?

He thought of Tang Ya again.

Xiaoya, the one he had searched for, thought about, and waited for all these years.

She clearly recognized me, she clearly responded to me, so why didn't she come? Why didn't she show up?

Women, aren't they just like that?

He gripped the wine glass tightly.

"Lead the way," Beibei heard her own voice say.

The voice sounded so unfamiliar, like it belonged to someone else.

……

Tang Ya stayed in her room and cried for a long, long time before she gradually calmed down.

Her turbulent emotions gradually subsided, and reason began to return little by little. Tang Ya lay on the bed, staring at the dim yellow nightlight on the bedside table, and began to rethink what Bei Bei had said.

Gradually, she figured some things out.

What Beibei said might not have been directed at her.

How could he categorize himself with them?

Those words might have been unintentional, merely an emotional outburst. Besides, judging from past impressions, Beibei wasn't the type to say such hurtful things.

He was always gentle, refined, and understanding.

As the tide of emotion recedes, reason and fond memories of the past regain the upper hand.

Tang Ya was a little worried.

I just stood Beibei up. Will he be very sad? Will he think I don't want to see him? Will he misunderstand something?