Still Drunk

Jin stood outside his camp, draped in a long cloak that reached his calves, wearing special shoes made from plant leaves and roots, and a similar thick hat to protect himself. He tapped his staff against the ground impatiently.

"If this rain persists, we'll lose our chance to locate the creature," Jin remarked.

"Grant me fifteen minutes to gather some guards," Wuyi retorted.

"Fifteen minutes we might not have," Jin countered.

Wuyi roamed through the encampment, unarmored, regretting his decision to drink the previous night and allowing all the Qi masters to do the same.

His headache stemmed not from a hangover but from seeing the state of his warriors; he was faring better than most. Many were still inebriated.

He had recently paid them with the earnings received from Lady Xueyan, boosting both his popularity and authority even among newcomers. This, however, had also facilitated their current state of drunkenness.