"You are not even at the peak of the Emperor level, yet you look down on the Saint level?"
Xia Yuanliang curled his lips:
"Isn't my brother-in-law not even at the peak of the Emperor level?"
"Isn't it the same as killing the Saint level?"
"I..." Chabrol blew his beard and glared, speechless again...
"Okay, okay!" Tu Yurong said with a smile to smooth things over:
"You guys are drunk, so keep your words to yourself!"
"Yuanliang, your brother-in-law is a rare talent! You can't compare to him!"
"Don't think Qinglong said it so easily, why don't you try it?"
"Don't even mention Saint level, even a peak Emperor level warrior can beat you to a pulp!"
"Don't underestimate those who are higher than you just because of Qinglong's example..."
"Otherwise, you won't know when you'll suffer a loss in the future..."
"Hehe..." Xia Yuanliang smiled innocently and touched his head:
“That’s…that’s…”
"Mother is right!"
"The child has learned a lesson!"
As he spoke, he bowed to Tu Yurong solemnly.
Tu Yurong shook her head and laughed: "You kid..."
"Drink less, I think you are drunk."
"Hey, mother, you are wrong."
Xia Yuanliang shook his head:
“When drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough!”
"It's just a few glasses of wine, how could you be drunk?"
"Brother-in-law, come here!"
“Done!”
"Cheers!" Zuo Qinglong clinked his glasses together and they both drank it in one gulp.
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