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It was evening, and Die Zhang couldn't help but feel slightly puzzled as she stood in the wine shop. Chen Ping'an had just left in the morning, so why was he already back for more wine?
Business was quite good, and to say nothing of empty tables, there wasn't even an empty chair at the wine spot. This caused Chen Ping'an's mood to improve as he purchased wine.
Die Zhang handed over a pot of the cheapest wine and asked, "What's this all about?"
"I encountered some matters, and Ning Yao told me she wasn't angry. She adamantly stated that she wasn't angry, but I have a nagging feeling that this isn't the case," Chen Ping'an replied in helplessness.
Die Zhang didn't take pleasure in his misfortune, and she consoled him by saying, "Ning Yao always speaks frankly, so she definitely isn't angry if she says so. You're overthinking things."
"Shopkeeper, am I a better judge of people, or are you a better judge of people?" Chen Ping'an replied in a gloomy voice.
Die Zhang could feel at ease and take pleasure in Chen Ping'an's misfortune now, and she replied, "Then, Second Shopkeeper, you can drink some more wine. Our wine shop will provide as much wine as you want, and as per the rules, regular customers can't drink on credit unless they've just broken through."
Chen Ping'an squatted on the side of the street with a pot of wine and a dish of pickled vegetables, and squatting beside him was an alcoholic sword cultivator who often visited the wine shop, the type who would die if he didn't drink for a single day. He was at the Dragon Gate Tier, and his name was Han Rong. Just like Chen Ping'an, he would only drink Bamboo Sea Small World Wine when he...
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