Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It Chapter 418 - 417: "My alcohol tolerance is terrible, and I

Liu Yun was dainty and lovely, nothing at all like the "plain Jane" she jokingly called herself in the group chat.

" too!" The girl who had claid her looks could topple cities eagerly introduced herself. "I’m Feifei. Tang Feifei."

Even though it was their first ti eting, there was no awkwardness between them. It felt as natural as if they’d been friends for ages.

They had known each other online for a year and chatted every day, so everyone’s personality was pretty much the sa as it appeared in the group chat.

Xu Su greeted them one by one. After just a few words, she too felt like she was among old friends.

Xu Su was already very familiar with Sika, Liu Yun, and Feifei.

As for the guys...

Xu Su looked over at the guys’ camp, her eyes scanning the group before she asked in confusion, "Which one of you is my master?"

"Over here..." The tall, thin young man to Si Xuan’s right raised his hand obediently, like a schoolboy called on by the teacher. "I’m Nanyang. My real na is Yang Nan," he answered, then mumbled, "Mu Nannan."

Don’t be fooled by Yang Nan’s dominance in the ga; in real life, he was surprisingly shy.

Xu Su glanced at him a couple of tis and greeted him with a "Hello, Master." Seeing his bashful, timid expression, she quickly looked away.

’Thanks to Shen Chen, I now have a baffling level of confidence in my own charm. I’d better be careful not to unintentionally make so other young man’s heart flutter.’

The guys all started hooting, especially Beiyue and You Shan. They were green with envy hearing Xu Su call him "Master." They were all among the four great Elders, so why did Nanyang get to be Xu Su’s master?

They wanted the great beauty to call them "Master" too.

They’d already forgotten how shocked they were last year, when Xu Su was still a total newbie and Si Xuan had Nanyang take her on as a disciple. If it weren’t for their long-standing respect for Si Xuan’s decisions as their leader, they probably would have objected.

Of the twenty-so people there, more than half were locals from Beijing who had attended many previous gatherings and kept in touch privately. Liu Yun and Feifei, for example, knew each other well. Only mbers like Xu Su and Sika, who lived in other provinces, were eting everyone for the first ti.

They were all young people with plenty of common interests, so the table quickly erupted into a lively scene.

Sika playfully insisted that Xu Su and Si Xuan, the two latecors, drink three penalty glasses.

She personally filled a wine glass for Xu Su. "We called for you in the group chat yesterday and got no reply, and today you’re late. Three glasses as an apology isn’t too much to ask, right?"

Then she looked at Si Xuan. They were too far apart for her to pour his drink, so she just raised the wine bottle in her hand and said, "The Sect Leader deserves a penalty too! As the boss, not only did you fail to set a good example, you were late too!"

"Don’t call Sect Leader when we’re eting in person. Just call Si Xuan," he said, taking his glass. He then looked in their direction and asked, "Xu Su, can you drink? We don’t have a rule about forcing people to drink. If you can’t, you can just have tea instead."

By the ti Si Xuan finished asking, Xu Su had already picked up her glass. Hearing his words, she glanced over at him, not wanting to admit that she was a boozehound who believed no party was complete without alcohol.

She paused, then simply raised her glass in Si Xuan’s direction and declared with mock-righteousness, "The Qingxuan Sect didn’t look down on when I was a newbie. You took in and taught so much. It’s rare for us all to et. Even if I can’t drink, I have to have a few glasses with everyone today."

’Co to think of it, Si Xuan had saved twice back when I first started playing Immortal Continent.’

’Then, for whatever reason, he had , a complete rookie who hadn’t even reached Foundation Establishnt, beco Nanyang’s first disciple, instantly elevating to the sect’s elite.’

Xu Su drained her glass, and Sika imdiately poured her another. Just like that, she and Si Xuan were really made to down three consecutive glasses of red wine.

Three glasses of wine on an empty stomach made her brow furrow slightly.

She quickly picked up her chopsticks and grabbed so food to line her stomach.

When she saw Sika pick up the wine bottle again, she shot her a pitiful look. "I haven’t even had breakfast. Let eat sothing first before I drink more."

Sika froze, then cleared her throat. "Susu, don’t use your feminine wiles on ! It’s not that easy to turn gay. As much as I appreciate a drop-dead gorgeous beauty, I still prefer handso n."

"..." Xu Su fell silent for a mont, recalling so of Sika’s more outrageous "player" comnts.

Sika leaned in and whispered suggestively, "Soone like the Sect Leader, for example... I’d say he’s pri quality. Let’s not even talk about whether he’s handso. Just those hands... those legs... that waist... TSK..."

As soone with experience, Xu Su instantly understood the aning behind that final "TSK."

A dark look crossed her face. "...I rember you weren’t like this before. What about that idol of yours? Are you completely over him?"

"What else can I do but let go of soone I can’t have?" Sika sighed deeply. "I’m still young. I can’t just keep torturing myself by stubbornly walking down a dead-end road."

’Good for her. Able to move on.’

Xu Su admired her inwardly. ’If only Xi Zirong could be as open-minded as Sika, it would save so much trouble.’

"I’ve already co to terms with it. A ’white moonlight’ is called that because they’re soone you can see but never reach." Sika picked up her glass and drained it, saying with a touch of lancholy, "He will always be a sacred place in my heart. No matter how top-tier other n are, they’re all just passing clouds."

Xu Su couldn’t help but be a little touched, thinking that Sika was still the sa single-minded, devoted girl she’d always been.

Who would have thought that right after saying this, Sika would sweep away her lancholy, raise her glass with a grin towards Beiyue in the group of guys opposite them, and say in a slurred voice, "I never realized our group had so many quality handso guys besides the Sect Leader. This one’s not bad at all."

Xu Su: "..."

’So much for being touched.’

Beiyue’s real na was Yue Sen. He wore a pair of half-rimd glasses and had a refined, scholarly air about him, which didn’t match his in-ga persona at all. But he was indeed quite handso.

Sika shifted her focus to chatting with Beiyue across the round table. Let off the hook, Xu Su breathed a huge sigh of relief and prepared to focus on the feast.

The previous night had been chaotic, so she hadn’t been in the mood for dinner. Having skipped breakfast today, she was starving. Her eyes landed on a plate of pastries on the table. After spinning the lazy Susan to grab a piece, her eyes lit up.

’Delicious!’

Xu Su ate three pastries in a row, finally lining her stomach. She then ladled a bowl of rich broth and took a couple of sips, looking quite out of place amidst the boisterously chatting crowd.

Soon, people started coming over to drink with her. The ones at this etup were basically the most active mbers of the group. Most of them had so connection to Xu Su—they had either guided her or stood up for her in the past. Not wanting to show favoritism, she accepted drinks from almost everyone who ca.

Midway through, she even took the initiative to toast Nanyang, thanking him for his dedicated guidance over the past year.

Before long, two bottles of red wine were empty. Liu Yun looked at Xu Su, whose expression hadn’t changed in the slightest, and clicked her tongue in amazent. "Susu, you’re not that old, but your tolerance for alcohol is incredible. I couldn’t drink that much."

"Not at all," Xu Su replied. Though she wasn’t drunk yet, the alcohol going to her head made her more casual. "I’m a terrible lightweight. I’m terrifying when I get drunk."

"Really?" Liu Yun studied her expression. "Then maybe you should drink a little less."