Left with a dumbass here, a "your mom" there...
Did Gu Changsheng really not hold grudges?
Of course not!
Returning evil with good is the deed of a saint, but sorry, I, Gu Changsheng, am no saint!
With three bottles of white liquor before him, Jin Yang didn't even dare to let his anger rise...
The person before him had the backing of the Chang Family!
If you can't provoke them, the only choice is to kneel!
Glug, glug...
Jin Yang held the bottle up to his mouth and started chugging. Liquor kept spilling out of his mouth, him being a bit sly, but even so, how much could really spill out? By the time his clothes were drenched and only half a bottle had gone down, he was already unable to stand properly.
One bottle, two bottles...
Until more than ten minutes later, after the third bottle went down, the air was filled with the scent of alcohol.