The more they talked, the more excited they got. As they got happier, they kept downing glass after glass of white wine, beer, and medicinal liquor.
Soon, Zhao Xuefeng was drunk and collapsed onto the table, snoring loudly.
"Hmph, didn't I say the old man's drinking capacity is poor? You help the old man back to bed, then come out and we'll continue drinking!" Xu Wan waved her hand boldly, speaking with great enthusiasm.
Lin Tian was speechless for a good while. One's down, and there's another one? Are they playing tag team? This is my first visit, and they're already bullying me, huh?
After helping Zhao Xuefeng to bed, Lin Tian infused him with some Spiritual Qi to reduce the alcohol in his body, ensuring he wouldn't have a headache upon waking up.
Returning to the table, Xu Wan was ready for 'battle' again, holding a large mug, waiting for Lin Tian.
