Chapter 110 Backbite of Karma

• In a corner of the dining hall, Sang Qi and I each have a cup of water in our hands. I raised my cup at him, downed its contents in one gulp, then dunked the cup upside down on my head, showing him that I’ve finished it.
• That made him chuckle, “You think you’re taking a shot of vodka?”
• Then with the cup in my hand, I began making my way back upstairs. I liked this cup. Not this type of cups, but this specific cup. It was an obsession of mine, that after I used something, I’ll keep on using it for as long as I have it. I don’t swap or buy new things often.