Qu Qingshan opened the cigar and Maotai that Xu Tui had brought over in front of him. He lit two cigars first. He took a few deep breaths at one of them and carefully placed it on the table. "For Old Luo!"
Qu Qingshan picked up the other one, lit it, and started to suck. As he sucked, he started to cough violently. He coughed until tears came out. "F*ck, sometimes I even wonder if I have a gay relationship with Old Luo. This guy went to another world to fuck another form of beauty. But I can barely smoke."
Coughing, Qu Qingshan opened the Maotai and poured it into three large teacups. The first glass spilled onto the ground. "We can't miss Old Luo for the drinking. Come, drink with me."
Qu Qingshan raised the large teacup at Xu Tui.
Xu Tui froze. This glass was at least three to four taels of wine and half a bottle of mineral water. If he drank it, he could forget about cultivating today.