Because Lu Zhiwei wasn't good at drinking, after a few cups, her cheeks were slightly flushed, indicating she was slightly tipsy.
In reality, Foundation Establishment Cultivators wouldn't get drunk, as they could use magical power to dispel the drunkenness, but Lu Zhiwei didn't do so.
Others were actually the same.
The Peach Blossom Spirit Wine produced by the sect had been brewed for two to three years, and it was also sold externally.
The wine provided at this wedding feast was all the sect's own stored Peach Blossom Spirit Wine, and there was a lot of it.
The taste of Peach Blossom Spirit Wine was also excellent, infinitely fragrant and with a lingering aftertaste.
Looking at the somewhat tipsy Lu Zhiwei, who had lost her usual cool image and was now swaying like a little girl, holding her chin with her jade hand, Lu Yuanshan's eyes were filled with doting as he took away the wine cup in front of Lu Zhiwei.
He didn't want his little sister to drink any more.
