Here we come (2)

By the time the Qilin's present had finally cried enough, several hours had already passed. Even so, the Qilin great elder was still able to announce the official start of the banquet as if nothing had happened.

Sighing softly, Leng ruoxue sat until her waist hurt.

However, the banquet had already started, so she had to give the Qilin race some face.

After that, the Qilin clan members who knew that Leng ruoxue was the Qilin clan's great benefactor stepped forward one by one, wanting to toast her to express their gratitude.

At first, Leng ruoxue had only drunk one or two cups. However, as she saw more and more Qilin toasting to her, her face slowly turned black.

Was this a tag-team battle? He wanted to get her drunk?