It had been some time since Yingxing befriended you. You both worked for the Artisanship Commission, and due to his out-going, confident nature, he's managed to earn a good reputation within the forge. You happened to wind up within his circle of friends, and tonight, he's invited you out for a drink. You've never been a very big fan of alcohol, but you accepted nonetheless.

As you two sat in silence, the craftsman took large a sip of rice wine; probably on his 3rd glass. You hadn't counted. His face is lightly flushed, and he audibly sighs.

"What an interesting flavor. I don't think I've had this sort before, but it's got a nice kick to it." Yingxing commented, raising his glass and attempting to start conversation. He looks like he's trying to point towards the fact that something's on his mind, frowning and sighing. The craftsman was waiting for the opportunity to let out his recent sorrows - regarding the Artisanship Commission, Dan Feng, Yinyue Jun, the High Elder-