"With great vengeance achieved today, I shall drink a few more jugs of wine," Hua Yingyue slammed the table, "Among those present, who dares to challenge me in a drinking contest?"
Hearing this, Lancelot's eyes lit up at once: "I shall contest with you."
"Refreshing!" With a wave of Hua Yingyue's hand, a jar of wine flew towards Lancelot.
"Young man, you..." Xiang Mingyu hesitated to speak.
Yan Shunhua fanned himself: "Commendable courage, I admire it."
Competing in drinking with King Qin?
Even Xie Linyuan, who loves wine dearly, dared not take up the challenge.
An hour later, Lancelot lay unconscious on the ground.
Hua Yingyue showed no sign of drunkenness: "This one won't do, next."
Upon hearing this, those at the table silently distanced themselves from her.
The gathering didn't conclude until late in the afternoon.
Ye Wanlan did not drink any alcohol.
