The next day, feeling refreshed.
Blinking his eyes, Lu Zheng changed into his inner garments, traveled back to ancient times, and drank a bowl of millet porridge prepared by Aunt Liu to sober up.
With a bit more spirit, he returned to the modern day to start studying the Cold Condensation Curse.
But he hadn't studied for long before his phone rang; Lu Zheng picked it up to see it was a call from Lin Wan.
"Hello, Lin Wan."
"Lu Zheng, have you sobered up?"
"I'm sober now. Wuliangye, good stuff, but it doesn't linger till the next day."
"Hehe, how much did Wuliangye pay you? I'll double it for Luzhou Laojiao!"
"Why not Maotai?"
"Because you don't need to advertise when drinking Maotai," Lin Wan laughed, "Did you have breakfast yet?"
"Not yet," Lu Zheng had a flash of insight.
"Come join me for breakfast, then I'll take you to the martial arts gym."
"Okay."
Lu Zheng sighed. Lin Wan was a cop, very logical and keen-sighted.
