Chapter 33: A Terrifying Senior Sister!

Master and disciple drank themselves into dawn. When Taylor Yale finally woke, Fletcher Mabbett was already gone from the main hall. Taylor's head felt swollen. He had not used his cultivation to ward off the alcohol the night before. He shook his head hard, circulated Mystical Energy through his body, and the lingering buzz vanished like smoke. "Spireprimus," he asked, "I didn't say anything stupid last night, did I?" From within the Little Tower came a dry reply. "What do you think?" Taylor...