The competition reached this stage, and the Phoenix Empire had already achieved a comprehensive victory.
Byron insisted on continuing only because of adhering to the soldier's code: 'Apart from death, one would never voluntarily leave the battlefield.'
That would be a deserter.
The drinking contest was very straightforward, each side found a large-framed person, and they started competing cup by cup.
"I can still drink."
"Me too."
"I'll have a cup of forty-two degrees Whiskey."
"I'll have a bottle of fifty-three degrees Moutai."
"Then I'll also have a bottle..."
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You drink a cup, I drink a cup.
You down a bottle, I'll down a bottle too.
Finally, exchanging glances, each able to spit a mouthful at the other...
Tang Fei felt it was too disgusting and said to Byron: "Let's call this round a tie, shall we?"
"Alright." Byron readily agreed.
