When Xuan Wei returned to the divine embassy and pushed open the door, he saw the black crow lying on the wicker basket, drunk.
The wine jar beside him was empty.
This guy had drunk an entire jar of wine!
Xuan Wei picked up the drunk crow. "From the looks of it, you won't be able to go back today."
The crow opened his mouth and belched. The smell of alcohol filled the air.
Xuan Wei despised his sloppy appearance and threw him into a basin of water.
Suddenly submerged in cold water, the crow immediately woke up from its drunken state. It flapped its wings and shouted, "Xuan Wei, you actually threw me into the water. You're too much!"
Xuan Wei glanced at him, then picked up a stone slab and pressed it against the opening of the basin of water.
"Don't think about coming out until you're clean."
The crow's roar came through the stone slab, and it was filled with anger. "When I come out, I'll kill you!"
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