When 'God' Decides To Start Over

Chapter 660 - 271: Meeting the God of Slaughter Again_2

"Little Bu’Er is here." Someone shouted, and everyone quieted down instantly.

Little Bu’Er was still dressed as during the day. After walking into the square, she jumped onto the stage, snapped her fingers at the boss lady, and said confidently, "Boss lady, give me the strongest drink."

"Coming right up." The boss lady walked to the long table, opened a bottle, poured some white liquid into a cup, and handed it to Bu’Er.

As the boss lady passed Li Xiu, Li Xiu distinctly smelled a strong scent of milk from the cup.

Bu’Er took the cup and raised it high: "I, Bu’Er, offer drinks, and tonight no one’s allowed to leave until they collapse."

Everyone excitedly raised their cups. Li Xiu also joined in the toast, and the night of revelry began.

It seemed like everyone in the city had come, whether it was the moms carrying babies or the shy, blushing young girls; their drinking capacity was surprisingly impressive, one cup after another.

Soon, someone jumped onto the table to dance, and that scruffy violinist picked up his violin to accompany them.

Before long, many people joined in, and Hei Qi pulled his girlfriend Ka Duo’er into a hot dance.

Li Xiu held his cup, sipping a little bit of each drink. The names on those bottles felt both familiar and strange to him.

Bu’Er was also quite lively, clinking glasses with people everywhere. Her "drinks" were all that milky white liquid poured by the boss lady.

"Can you get drunk on milk?" Li Xiu wondered, seeing Bu’Er’s flushed cheeks.

"Children shouldn’t drink alcohol." The boss lady sat next to Li Xiu, chuckling as she spoke.

"Bu’Er said her father is in the Celestial Sea?" asked Li Xiu.

"Everyone needs hope, especially children." The boss lady refilled Li Xiu’s cup and poured one for herself, raising it to Li Xiu with a smile, "With hope, anything is possible, don’t you think?"

Her words seemed to answer his question, yet also not, leaving Li Xiu unsure what to say. He clinked his glass with hers and drank it all.

"If I were you, I wouldn’t get drunk tonight." The boss lady took a small sip, looking at Li Xiu with a teasing smile.

"Why?" Li Xiu asked, puzzled.

"Maybe there’s a delicacy even better than fine wine waiting for you to taste. Wouldn’t it be a pity to miss out?" Her fingers grazed the rim of the cup, eyes gleaming with spring warmth, as she licked the wine off her red lips.

"Um, I don’t think that person is blind at all. Why do you call him the Blind Tailor?" asked Li Xiu, changing the subject.

The boss lady wasn’t his type, and his heart was full of questions, lacking the mood for flirts.

"Him? He can barely patch a cloth properly; what else could he be but blind?" The boss lady pointed at the zither master: "Look at the clothes on the zither master; they’re all patched by that Blind Tailor."

Li Xiu glanced at the zither master, whose clothes were covered in patches, but the quality of the work left much to be desired. The stitches were large and messy, making the patches all askew. Even an average housewife wouldn’t sew like that.

"How does a tailor who sews like that survive without starving?" Li Xiu chuckled.

"His clothes sewing isn’t great, but he’s decent at patching other things." The boss lady replied.

Li Xiu wanted to ask more, but the boss lady gently tapped his forehead with her finger, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "I’m a rather lazy person; once I go to bed, I don’t want to get up. But I can’t sleep with the lights on. I wonder if there’s someone who would blow out that lamp for me?"

Without waiting for Li Xiu to respond, she swayed her hips and walked away.

Just as she left, Bu’Er, looking as if she were drunk, staggered over, glaring at Li Xiu, asking, "What were you whispering about with that old woman?"

"She said you’re quite popular in the city." Li Xiu smiled.

"Hmph, it’s none of her business." Bu’Er snapped, "You better stay away from her; anyone who gets involved with her ends up miserable."

"Is your father really in the Celestial Sea?" Li Xiu didn’t want to discuss this with a little girl, so he asked instead.

"Of course," Bu’Er said loudly, "Once I grow up a bit more, I’ll build a big ship and go to the Celestial Sea to find him."

"And then?" Li Xiu asked.

"And then beat him up so badly he can’t take care of himself." Bu’Er said fiercely.

Li Xiu was stunned, asking, "Why?"

"Why did he leave me? Not killing him is already merciful." Bu’Er snorted coldly, "Have you really been to the Celestial Sea?"

"Just up to the door." Li Xiu sighed.

"Why didn’t you go in?" Bu’Er asked.

"It’s too dangerous; I didn’t dare go in," Li Xiu answered honestly.

"Makes sense. Someone as frail as a big uncle like you probably wouldn’t survive even a day in the Celestial Sea." Bu’Er nodded slightly and continued, "Uncle, where do you come from?"

"City of Light," Li Xiu replied.

"Never heard of it. What kind of place is that?" Bu’Er asked again.

"A place full of people as weak as me; it doesn’t have pretty scenes like here, nor as many lovely people." Li Xiu explained.

"What’s the point of a place like that? You should stay here in the City of Love and hang out with me. I’ll look after you." Bu’Er raised her cup and drank the "wine" inside it all in one go.