The two men beside him also gulped down the wine.
The man in the middle wiped the foam from his beard. "The world is vast, and there are many strange things. A dead man actually invited us to drink."
"This is quite novel, and will give us something to talk about."
The man on the left continued, "Even more novel, we don't have to add it to the funeral expenses when we drink the dead man's wine. It didn't cost us a penny."
The man on the right touched his weapon and nodded and smiled at Zhou Yi.
"Our knives have been sharpened for quite some time before we set out. We'll just strike you in the neck. It'll be over in a split second, so you won't feel any pain. It's our way of repaying the favor of this bowl of wine."
Zhou Yi tasted the rice wine and took a sip, his mouth full of fragran
