Qian Beijing had long become immune to alcohol, while the Ascetic Monk was the complete opposite. Without fully sobering up, he got unexpectedly choked up with alcohol and immediately fell intoxicated from mid-air.
"Watch out!"
Seeing this, Qian Beijing quickly reached out, and amidst the danger, pulled him back again.
"This bird is getting more and more arrogant!"
Qian Beijing cursed loudly, but the Ascetic Monk didn't respond because he was already drunk and asleep.
The Feathered Dragon seemed to hear someone discussing him, so it deliberately turned its head and smirked, seemingly mocking the adversary shamelessly.
"Dare to laugh at me!"
Qian Beijing was soaked through, becoming more angry the more he thought about it, especially seeing the Feathered Dragon grinning continuously, which fueled his rage.
He spat out alcohol several times consecutively, but despite the astonishing impact, the distance to the Feathered Dragon was too far to cause any harm.
