Chapter 110 The White Tower Arrives

Cheng Jie had something to say in defense.

"I was sizing up the situation!" He made an excuse for himself on the way over, "I am no longer myself when I am away from home. I represent the Singing Sparrow Guild! Of course, we must maintain a friendly and harmonious relationship between guilds. ”

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"Stop making excuses, I won't believe it."

"Hey, look at you, you are still young now. When you are two years older, you will understand my difficulties as an adult."

"Bah, if I look like you in two years, I will kill myself right now."

"What's wrong with me? I'm 1.88 meters tall, pretty, rich, and have plenty of money. I look like a perfect adult to anyone."

"Shut up and stop putting money in your face."

The two of them talked to each other and went upstairs.

Friends from the Mingque Guild, Xiao Jun, Tao Xueji, and Tao Xueqing have been waiting by the window for a long time.

Tao Xueqing waved enthusiastically and showed them the location.

Zheng Xun was quarreling with Cheng Jie, and when he turned to look at Xue Ji Xue Qing, he had a smile on his face.

After not seeing each other for a while, Tao Xueji and Tao Xueqing have changed.

Tao Xueqing has become a lot more lively and cheerful. It seems that after her second brother came out of the shadow of her eldest brother's death, her mood is no longer so depressed.

Tao Xueji was still shy, but his eyes were much firmer and calmer than before. It is estimated that Xiao Jun taught him a lot after he took over the position of president.

Needless to say, Xiao Jun was the person Zheng Xun met the most besides Cheng Jie.

He could see through the discomfort between Cheng Jie and Zheng Xun at a glance. His eyes wandered over the two of them, then he narrowed his gaze and picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Cheng Jie, what nonsense are you talking about again?"

As soon as Cheng Jie sat down, he stood up when he heard Xiao Jun's words, but Zheng Xun held his shoulders and sat down again.

"Brother Xiao, why are you turning your elbows outward? You're wronging me! It's not June yet, why is it going to snow? I'll forget it."

Zheng Xun felt relieved when he heard Xiao Jun talking to him.

He even poured Cheng Jie a cup of tea.

"Come, drink some water, defeat the fire."

"It's so hot, why don't you burn me to death?"

"If you like it, drink it or not. If you don't, you'll fall down."

"...keep it."

When they were seated, Xiao Jun asked the waiter to serve the food. The price of this store is high, but the taste is also good, so there are many customers coming here to eat, and the business is booming.

In fact, this meal was not specially prepared for Zheng Xun, but they often had dinner together in private, and this time they invited Zheng Xun to join them.

Tao Xueqing hadn't seen her savior for a long time, and she talked a lot with him, talking about everything, including dungeons and gossips between players.

Tao Xueji occasionally added a word or two, and most of the time he didn't feel lonely listening to other people talking.

Cheng Jie didn't like talking about dungeons outside the White Tower, but when it came to players' gossip, no one could tell him better. If it weren't for the restaurant's opening hours, he could talk here for three days and three nights.

As for Xiao Jun, it is rare for him to put down his work and relax with his friends. Although he doesn't talk much, he blends into the atmosphere well.

For White Tower players and players, times like this are rare. Their job is to make money on the edge of a knife, gathering less and leaving more. The people sitting together today, chatting and drinking happily, may become a handful of ashes tomorrow, buried in copies, never to be seen again.

Because they were in high spirits today, several people drank some wine, of course with Xiao Jun's permission. Needless to say, Xiao Jun's drinking capacity is not to be underestimated. Although Cheng Jie drinks less, he is extremely talented and it is difficult to get drunk.

The remaining three are more delicious than the other.

When Tao Xueqing was drunk, she just lay down on the table and dozed off. When Tao Xueji was drunk, she started to talk more. She kept talking about the same topic several times, but he didn't have this consciousness yet.

As for Zheng Xun...

He looked normal, except that his eyes were a little dull, and he could even talk to other people.

Just the content of the conversation was outrageous.

"You know," Zheng Xun's speech became slower and his sentences became more fragmented, "why did I agree to Mo Qian becoming my friend?"

Cheng Jie put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Why?"

"Because a mosquito got its foot on the car window."

"...If your words are useful, they won't be useless at all."

"..."

Zheng Xun suddenly covered his head and said he had a headache. Cheng Jie raised his hand and motioned to the waiter, asking her to bring a pot of warm water and a hot towel.

Then Zheng Xun put the towel on his forehead, stared blankly at the ceiling, and opened his mouth to let Cheng Jie listen to him.

"What other opinions does Mr. Zheng want to express?"

"Young man," Zheng Xun suddenly looked at Cheng Jie seriously, "remember my words."

"...What are you talking about?"

"Don't worry, just remember."

"..."

"You are indeed a young man." Seeing Cheng Jie's speechless face, Zheng Xun muttered again, "Your shortcoming is that you are young."

Cheng Jie pressed down the wine glass he was holding and gave him a glass of juice instead.

"Be honest and drink this."

Zheng Xun took a sip, sipped it a few times, and frowned.

"Your grapes are heartless and sour. They are not good grapes."

"Please open your eyes and see clearly. What you are drinking is white wine. Where did the grapes come from?"

"That's because the grain for brewing has slipped into the ground."

"..."

Cheng Jie decided to refuse to say another word to the drunkard.

As the sky gradually darkened, Xiao Jun saw that everyone had almost finished eating and was ready to pay the bill.

He asked Cheng Jie to go and transfer the money to him later, but Cheng Jie said no, he would pay for this meal.

Xiao Jun did not refuse. After Cheng Jie left his seat, he turned on his phone and prepared to call two designated drivers.

At this time, his phone suddenly received several messages from friends in other guilds, all of which were pictures.

Xiao Jun enlarged the picture and squinted his eyes.

"Zheng Xun, wake up," he patted Zheng Xun's shoulder and put the phone in front of him, "Look, is this Linxun Mansion?"

Zheng Xun raised his face from between his arms, rubbed his messy hair, and forced himself to cheer up.

The moment he saw the picture clearly, his eyes instantly became clear.

A white tower suddenly descended where Linxun Mansion should have been.

(Ding Dong, the new copy is open~)