"Ay, Grandma, please don't drink any more." Inside Chaos Residence, Bull Demon King watched with a sorrowful face as Bixiao, holding a jar of wine, drank heartily and tried to persuade her.
She had started drinking early this morning and had been at it until now.
This was the brew they had worked so hard to make, yet Bixiao alone had drained a whole large jar of it.
If she continued drinking like this, what would be left for them to drink?
"Mind your own business, I did pay you, didn't I?" Bixiao frowned slightly and looked at Bull Demon King displeasedly, "Little Kui, I think you've gotten a bit carried away today, daring to criticize me!"
Bull Demon King's face changed, his forehead beaded with sweat; he quickly retreated a few steps, with a beaming smile, "No, no, that's not the case at all, Grandma, please drink, keep on drinking!"
"But we still have more!"
The way he was being deferential, if not fawning, was simply laughable.