Zhao Rucheng took a swig of mare's milk liquor and simply said, "I'm used to it."
Yuwen Ze thought for a moment and said, "I can arrange for someone to continue to work with you, and I'm sure I can rely on them. That lad would be more than happy. But…"
He looked at Zhao Rucheng across the brazier and the roasted lamb, "My Ye Gai, you are a dazzling person like the sun, are you really going to live forever in the Border Wilderness, living a dim and lightless life?"
Zhao Rucheng swayed the wine sack, smiled, and said, "A dim and lightless life is very happy, you wouldn't understand!"
"Ye Gai, Ye Gai," Yuwen Ze shook his head and sighed, saying, "There's an opportunity that I can fight for you. The Yellow River Gathering! Do you know about it?"
Zhao Rucheng guzzled his mare's milk liquor but did not respond.