"If you don't drink, you'll have to face another punishment," Dongfang Xuanya whispered, "The first time I went to play at a bar, I didn't quite understand the rules, and then I ran into someone who refused to drink— they ended up being pressured by everyone to streak."
Gao Lian: "…Is it that thrilling?"
In this civilized society, streaking is still popular?
Aren't they afraid of being arrested by the police for disturbing public order and affecting the city's appearance?
Too bad he hadn't run into that, otherwise he would certainly have arrested them first as a sign of respect!
Seeing his expression, Dongfang Xuanya nodded sympathetically, "Yes, so, drink up."
Gao Lian looked at the dozens of glasses of alcohol in front of him, and ultimately, he closed his eyes, picked up a glass from the table, and gulped it down.
The cheers around him grew louder, someone whistled, and some even started banging on the tables, shouting out loud.
