Ye Hun sat at the head of the table, conversing with everyone in a calm, indifferent manner. Even though he was the youngest among them, the aura he exuded was unmatched. His horizons had long since expanded beyond these so-called geniuses; he was now looking toward much higher realms—like that cold, aloof woman who had guessed his true identity that day.
"Haha! Brother Ye, you were a freak of nature before, but I felt like I could still catch up if I gritted my teeth. But now? I could shatter my teeth and still not reach you!"
The speaker was Hong Yao. He held a jar of fine wine, looking thoroughly tipsy. He made no attempt to use his spiritual energy to dispel the alcohol, a trait shared by most of those present. Tonight, they sought only to enjoy themselves, vowing not to leave until they were drunk.
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