C765 It Hurts

In the evening, a big bonfire was set up in the backyard, and a fat lamb was being roasted on a rack.

The servants started to get busy. Moh Zixiao sat on the mat beside him. He held a glass of red wine in his slender hand and gently swayed it. The ruby-like liquid looked especially dazzling in the crystal glass.

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be in high spirits today