"Hmm!"
Ling Chen laughed, "The Alcohol Immortal is proclaimed as the finest wine under the heaven, naturally we must witness it for ourselves."
"I'm Zhou Long, may I know your name, young brother?"
The burly man asked.
"I am Ling Chen."
Ling Chen replied with a smile.
Zhou Long chuckled and said, "Your wine might take a while to arrive, would you like to have a taste first?"
As he spoke, he pushed over a jar of wine.
"It's better to accept than to decline graciously!"
Ling Chen nodded.
However, before Ling Chen could make any move,
Xiao Qing dashed out, grabbed the jar of fine wine, and started drinking it down with his head tilted back.
"Truly worthy of being the finest wine under heaven!"
After ten breaths, Xiao Qing laughed out loud.
The jar of fine wine was completely emptied.
"What a waste!"
Zhou Long's face was full of regret, and he looked at Xiao Qing with eyes full of reprimand.
