The sun was setting.
Cui Yuanyong kicked open Zhao Changhe's room door, "You've been resting all day for those damn bird scratches, enough yet? Get up and take a leak!"
The room was empty, all the belongings gone.
"Damn?" Cui Yuanyong was baffled, "Wasn't he just as weak as a dying dog, and now he leaves without saying goodbye? He knew we'd be looking for him to drink to our victory."
Then he remembered who else had disappeared, "Truly, fucking faithless with the fairer sex. How did I never see this side of him before! If I don't badmouth you a hundred and eight times in front of Yangyang, my last name isn't Cui!"
Seething, Cui Yuanyong stomped off to Hero Camp, where they were wildly drinking in utter chaos.
Deep down he knew Zhao Changhe was too worn out and didn't want to deal with that scene, but damn it, they could have still shared a few drinks privately!
