Di Fuyi stretched his legs lazily and said, "You can have one glass if you sing well."
"I want two!"
Di Fuyi frowned, "No one can bargain with me."
"Three!" Gu Xijiu stretched out three fingers into Di Fuyi's face.
Di Fuyi was speechless. This little girl was a fast learner!
He smiled, "Alright, sweetheart, as long as you’re happy. You must sing well though! Otherwise, I’m going to punish you."
"What kind of punishment?" Gu Xijiu naturally asked.
"Uhmm... Since you’re so fragile, I won't be too harsh on you." Di Fuyi pondered and then took out a light blue crystal bottle.
There was a solution inside the crystal bottle, "Drink this. You need to drink this if you don’t sing well, one glass of Forgettable War (it’s a drink)."
Forgettable War?
Gu Xijiu looked at the bottle. Needless to ask, that must be a random lousy name created by the Celestial Master Zuo spontaneously.
"Is that poisonous?"
