But Ah Chen... he can drink way too much!
Yang Ahu quietly counted and realized that he had almost finished ten. How much money would that cost?
More than a thousand?
That's it? It's gone just like that?
The more Yang Ahu thought about it, the more his heart ached, and his lips twitched repeatedly as he cursed Achen in his heart for being a spendthrift.
A few minutes later--
Ah Chen had just chased away the women in long skirts, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to withstand the barrage of their concern.
Seeing his chance, Yang Ahu was about to step forward to help Achen with the fruit juice, but then—
"Good heavens! You rascal—"
After a gasp, tea farmer Master Fang saw that the person squatting under the Lover's Tree drinking the juice was Mu Achen, and he ran over quickly.
Then they started counting how many "Supreme Beauty" drinks Ah Chen had consumed.
Ten, exactly ten.
The man surnamed Fang was so angry that he jumped up and down, muttering and counting as he went. The number of "Supreme Beauties" piled up in front of Achen was like the number of fruits in a small orchard.
It was Fang's exclamation that finally caught the attention of Professors Ji and Chi.
So everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and when they saw this scene in front of Ah Chen—
Pfft!
Those who knew Ah Chen were taken aback at first, then burst out laughing.
Those who didn't know Ah Chen all stared at the small mountain of fruit piled up in front of him.
The key point is that one, two, three... seven... ten people who had spoken had finished drinking.
The scene is so colorful...it's both beautiful and hilarious!
"Young Prince?"
"Brother Mu?"
Old Ji and Old Chi shouted almost in unison, and then--
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