Very quickly, Posek's subordinates brought over the alcohol.
A whole box, strong whiskey.
Posek confidently picked up two bottles and said to Yang Chen, "Each of us takes one bottle, let's see who falls first!"
Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh, and said to Meng Po, "Better call an ambulance first, in case we can't handle the alcohol poisoning later on."
Meng Po nodded, "Understood!"
Posek laughed, "Right! Better to be prepared now, in case something goes wrong later."
He thought Yang Chen was preparing a way out for himself.
Posek's men also chimed in, "Exactly! We've never seen anyone drink better than our boss!"
"I advise you to admit defeat early and get lost!"
"Yup, don't make a fool of yourself, or we'll have to send you to the hospital!"
Yang Chen ignored them completely.
The two bottles were opened, and Yang Chen picked up one and said, "No more words, let's drink first as a sign of respect!"
Having said that, Yang Chen tipped his head back and started chugging!
