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The warm rays of the morning sun shone into the wine shop. The old shopkeeper was whistling and teasing the caged oriole, yet the oriole sparrow was as cold and aloof as a celestial maiden from the mountains. However, this raised the old shopkeeper's fighting spirit, and the old man eagerly showed off his skills as he skillfully whistled.
Elsewhere, the young shop attendant was diligently cleaning the wine shop. The tables and chairs were already spotless to begin with, yet they became even more sparkling clean after he attended to them. He would occasionally breathe onto the furniture before using his sleeves to carefully wipe them clean. He was radiating with a feeling of satisfaction.
To this young shop attendant in the wine shop in Stalactite Mountain, it seemed as if cleaning up the shop was the most satisfying and happy thing in the world.
Chen Ping'an, whose arms and head were resting on the table, slowly woke from his drunken slumber. He didn't have a splitting headache from being hung over, and simply felt a little dazed and adrift. He was at a slight loss as he sat there, and he wracked his brain as hard as he could to recall what happened last night. However, he surprisingly couldn't recall anything at all.
He only remembered accepting the couple's offer to come here and drink Forgetting Sorrow Wine, a type of wine that even Unpolished Jade Tier cultivators had a difficult time getting their hands on. What was the true identity of that couple? What had he discussed with them? And when had they left? He couldn't remember any of this.
That wine was clearly called Forgetting Sorrow Wine, but what had he actually forgotten?
Rather than forgetting his sorrows, Chen Ping'an felt even more troubled and sorrowful now. He felt like there was a hint of sadness lingering in his heart, unable to be dispersed.
This was like an oriole stopping on his earthen window sill in Clay Vase Alley early one morning. It might chirp and disturb his sweet dreams, but he would still feel reluctant to shoo it away.
Chen Ping'an looked around, and he saw the diligently working young attendant as well as the carefree old shopkeeper.
"I'll grab the bill now?" the young boy asked tentatively.
The young shop attendant wiping a table leg grinned and didn't say anything.
The old shopkeeper smiled and replied, "The three of you drank four jars of wine in total, and three of them were on me. So, young boy, you actually do...
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