The Sent Back Report

“Kid, if you’re drunk, go to sleep!”

"Hey, Brother... I'm a heavyweight. I'm not drunk. I can drink another ten or a hundred jars. It's like crushing with those Fire Chicks. Even though they’re coming now, I'm not afraid!”

Tsk!!!

The fluctuations in the energy within the bodies of the waiters and servants in the inn turned into rage as if they were angry with something, which Zheng-Fu could sense from his psychic. And Zheng-Fu was confident that what he said was quite effective.

Ahem!!!

Suddenly, a fat middle-aged man walked out of the back of the store with a slight cough and walked towards Zheng-Fu before saying, “Young Master, if you're drunk, you should go home, sir. Please don't bother others like this,” said the middle-aged man, stroking his chin and staring at Zheng-Fu.