"What? Chen Mingxi isn't qualified enough?" Yang Zhenshan was somewhat surprised.
An Yuxing gently shook his head, "Of course, Chen Mingxi isn't qualified enough. Although she's an Innate Martial Artist, her strength is still too weak!"
"If I were Chen Wansong, I would personally come to invite you, and maybe there would be a glimmer of hope!"
"Not only would I come personally, but I'd also bring Chen Zhaojun with me!"
"What court affairs, what national matters, as long as we bring you back, nothing else is a problem!"
He seemed to have great confidence in Yang Zhenshan, making Yang Zhenshan a bit embarrassed.
"Oh! You believe in my abilities that much?" Yang Zhenshan asked curiously.
"Naturally!" An Yuxing, slightly tipsy, replied.
The strength of the Drunken Immortal Brew is no exaggeration, even An Yuxing, a heavy drinker, couldn't handle the aftereffect.
Yang Zhenshan also felt somewhat intoxicated, but he drank less and managed to keep a clear mind.
