But he couldn't help but think of Mr. Kroid for a moment, 'A real man drinks.' The other party had said something similar, but this time, there was no Miss Sicape to rescue him.
He glanced at the glass, then at the Great Sword behind the other person, feeling a bit helpless, he could only raise the glass and take a small sip, the taste had a faint fragrance.
It seemed a little better than he imagined.
At first, he was a bit stunned.
And when Odin saw his cautious demeanor, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Kid." He muttered, then picked up his glass and drank it all in one go.
Seeing this, Fang Hong got a bit heated—it's just alcohol, after all, he didn't find it to be a big deal—he was already seventeen, not exactly a kid. After hesitating just a little, Fang Hong picked up his glass and swallowed a big gulp, then immediately put the glass down, intending to show off to the other person.
