For half a second she froze.
Then...
Her face twisted. Her entire expression collapsed into pure shock.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"
She nearly choked. Her throat burned; the taste was sharp and strange, and a weird warmth spread through her chest.
She immediately tried to spit it out.
"Bleh—!"
Rong Ye doubled over laughing. Le Yang looked terrified. He had never seen any female drinking this; it wouldn't harm her, right? He was really afraid.
Hu Yan stared like his soul had left his body.
"My… my drink…"
Su Qinglan shoved the bowl back at him with a horrified expression. "This tastes awful!"
Shi Feng leaned forward very seriously. "You get used to it."
Han Jue nodded. "...After ten bowls."
Su Qinglan looked at them like they were insane. "You drank TEN bowls?!"
Hu Yan puffed his chest proudly. "Twelve."
Then he leaned sideways. Shi Feng leaned the other direction.
Both of them slowly tipped toward each other...
THUMP.
They knocked heads. The two men blinked slowly.
