Dum dum dum dum…
"Ah—good wine!"
Inside the tent, Changsun Wuji secretly drank a small jar of wine and felt not only warmth spread throughout his body but also his soul seemed to float away.
"Such good stuff, why does Grandpa not allow drinking it in the military camp? Just outrageous!"
As he spoke, Changsun Wuji continued to gulp down the wine from the small jar with reckless abandon.
Just then, the tent flap was lifted, and frightened, Changsun Wuji quickly stuffed the wine jar into his clothes, pretending to clutch his stomach in pain.
"Ow, my stomach…"
"Big brother, Grandpa wants to see me."
The person who came in was none other than Changsun Wuji's younger brother—Changsun Wugen.
Changsun Wuji turned to glance at his brother, gave a sly smile, then put on a pained expression and said, "I'm feeling a bit unwell in the stomach today. Tell Grandpa I will come over as soon as I've rested well."
"No way! Grandpa said it's urgent; military orders are absolute!"