"Work is never-ending, but there is only one jar of wine here. You juniors have a decent tolerance; have a drink before you continue your patrol—it won’t get in the way of any important business," Chen An said with a smile.
The lead disciple hesitated. In this world, social graces are paramount, and the martial dao is no different. A sect is, in essence, a company, and the disciples are its employees. If a senior colleague offers you a drink and you refuse, you are showing him disrespect, and it is inevitable that he will make things difficult for you in the future.
Chen An struck while the iron was hot. "Junior brother, no one dares to cause trouble here. Calling it a 'patrol' is really just a stroll. Don't be so serious; let's take it easy. Even if the elders find out, they won't say a thing. Besides, this is fine wine I’ve brought. If we don’t drink it tonight, it’ll be gone by tomorrow. We only live once, so we should enjoy it while we can. You don't have to drink a whole cup, just a sip or two. I’ve already hauled the jar over here; you can’t make me go through all that trouble for nothing, can you?"
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