Cai Jianqiang raised his head and looked up to the sky. “The Neohuman Alliance is a very dark organization, and they are humanity’s mortal enemy. Why would he work with such an organization and even cultivate the Corpse King’s Transformation? And also-” He paused for a moment and looked at Lu Yin. “I am very sorry about the matter with Zi and Bai Xue.” 

Lu Yin laughed in spite of himself. “You weren’t the one who created that whole mess, so what are you apologizing for?” 

“I didn’t believe you back then,” Cai Jianqiang answered regretfully. 

He was being quite candid; between Lu Yin and Zi Rong, Cai Jianqiang had chosen to believe Zi Rong. In the end, when Lu Yin was proven to be correct, Cai Jianqiang had felt bad about the matter and had felt apologetic towards Lu Yin. 

Lu Yin liked being friends with this type of person. 

“Do you have any alcohol? Let’s have a drink,” Lu Yin suggested. 

Cai Jianqiang waved a hand, and a dozen unopened earthen pots of alcohol appeared on the table. This was the same alcohol that the three of them had drunk before. “After this drink, we can go back to being the forthright brothers we once were!” Cai Jianqiang loudly proclaimed.

Lu Yin raised a pot. “Alright.”

The two men finished off their pots in one go, and they started to feel good about themselves. 

Even though there wasn’t much alcohol, the two men still spent the entire night drinking. In the morning, both of them felt slightly woozy since they had not dispelled the alcohol from their bodies yet. The slight high...