Seeing his wine cup lifted, Han Zhuo was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until Han Zhi tilted his head back and drank the wine from his own cup that Han Zhuo finally snapped out of it.
He smiled, shook his head, and tilted his own neck back to finish his drink.
"By the way, Sir, when I first met the master, I heard a few things," Han Zhi said at this point.
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