"I have a long history with the Xuanyu Sect, but I haven't seen disciples like you for a long time."
"Alright, enough said. Are you guys still drinking today? Hahaha."
The chubby boy quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, we can't drink that stuff."
Recalling the horrific scene from yesterday, the chubby boy was still a little frightened, as if he had been poisoned. It took him an afternoon to recover.
“I want to drink. I got drunk before I had enough the day before yesterday. Let’s try again,” Xi Yun said eagerly.
"Yun'er, don't drink anymore. Don't do what you did the day before yesterday," Ye Suixin said with some concern.
"Just a little bit, I'll only drink a tiny bit."
"Haha, this young girlfriend has quite the personality. It's been a long time since I've seen a girl who enjoys drinking. Would you be willing to have a couple of drinks with this old man?" The old man couldn't help but become interested as he listened to Xi Yun's words.
"Go ahead and do as you please. It wouldn't be appropriate to refuse now that you've invited me."
"Alright then, don't drink too much."
"Senior, please sit with us," Ye Suixin said, standing up and making room between herself and Xiyun. She then brought over a stool and invited the old man to sit down.
"Alright, how about a few drinks, everyone? Maybe we'll get used to it after a couple of tries."
The old man glanced at Suixin, then looked at the chubby boy and the others and asked a question, and the atmosphere gradually became more familiar.
The chubby boy looked conflicted, not wanting to refuse the old man's kindness, but also unwilling to suffer any longer.
“Then I shall respectfully comply,” Sui Xin replied first.
He only had a small sip yesterday. He didn't really like the taste, but a little wouldn't make him drunk, and it would also please the old man.
"Alright, I'll have another drink with you, senior," the chubby boy said, not refusing Ye Suixin's offer.
Lu Cheng and his companions found it even harder to refuse and could only nod in agreement.
"Haha, good, waiter, bring six more jugs of wine," the old man immediately ordered the waiter, not minding that it was too much.
Qianyu wanted to call out to the waiter, but the waiter was quick and went to get the wine in the back in the blink of an eye.
"Here it is, sirs, please enjoy your meal," the waiter said, bringing over seven jugs of wine, one for each person.
The old man picked up the wine pot and slowly poured out a cup.
"Actually, it's very simple to avoid getting drunk. Just use your spiritual energy to expel the alcohol from your body before you get drunk."
Seeing that the group hesitated, the old man seemed to understand their situation that day. They were all experienced people; who hadn't gone through it?
"But that would be meaningless. For you, drinking might just be for temporary fun or to enjoy a delicious meal, and whether you get drunk or not doesn't really matter."
But at my age, actually getting drunk is a luxury.
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