Just Waiting for Someone Here

Everyone used pitying looks to look at Zhang Tu. His final trace of pride was trampled to pieces by Wu Song's unwitting stripping.

Everyone could tell that Wu Song was not pretending.

Currently, Wu Song's skin was slightly red. His body actually emitted steaming vapor.

"Hahaha, refreshing! Truly refreshing! Brother Ji, this wine of yours is simple godlike!" Wu Song said with a big laugh.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Drinking this cup, you don't need to expend divine essence to keep out the cold within half a month."