“I can drink …” Xiang Yu unsteadily lifted his cup and pushed it into Xin Lan’s face. “At least as much as you!”
Xin Lan peered over the rim of the cup and his lips curled up. “That one is empty.”
“Ah?” Xiang Yu took the cup back and stared into it. It seemed … he was right. It was empty. He pushed it back at Xin Lan. “Then … let’s fill it again!”
“The jar is also empty.”
“Then let’s open another one! I can still drink!” Continue reading