Han Li looked at Yue Li and Liyue's backs as they entered Liyue's home. Then, he yawned and walked to the side.
His Mom and Liyue's mother were going to speak and meet with each other for the first time. But that didn't really interest him, he had just come alongside for the sake of it.
Standing outside and looking up at the moon hidden half under whisk-like dark clouds, he took the flagon of alcohol on his side and took a sip.
The fruity taste glided down his throat, sending a warm sensation throughout his body. "It's weak but it does have its charm," he said.
Walking from the side leading to the merchant area, a fat man came towards him and said, "I was wondering where the smell of wine came from. No wonder, it was you. When did you come?"
Han Li raised the flagon. The morning rain's effects had yet to vanish and today's night was especially piercing. "How is it fatso, want a drink?" he asked with a shake of the flagon.