Li He and Bai Ruguo stood in front of Liu Wentian, looking very protective.
Li He coldly said, "What do you think you are doing? Put away those childish tricks. Other than showing how juvenile you are, what else does it prove? Liu Wentian will not drink with you, so stop using that low-grade provocation on him!"
Bai Ruguo was also angry, "You bunch want to challenge Liu Wentian to a drink? What kind of skill is that? If you are capable, send just one person to drink with him. Relying on numbers is truly despicable."
However, Feng Kunyue completely ignored them, still staring coldly at Liu Wentian as he sneered, "What's the matter, afraid to drink? Haha! I thought I was dealing with so hero who had won over two beautiful won, but it turns out it was just a coward, probably doesn't even wear pants, right?"
At these mocking words, the crowd around burst into laughter; even the won looked disdainfully at Liu Wentian, particularly sneering at a certain part of him as if agreeing with Feng Kunyue's crude insinuation.
At that mont, Liu Wentian pulled Li He and Bai Ruguo behind him, smiled lightly, and said, "Alright, in tis like this, won should not speak."
He gave Feng Kunyue an amused look and glanced around, "Do you really want to drink with ? The last person who was called the 'God of Wine' also competed with in drinking, and he ended up in the hospital."
"Haha, what a bluff!"
Feng Kunyue scoffed out loud, convinced that Liu Wentian was just boasting. After all, even if he truly was so 'God of Wine,' with so many of them there, they would turn him into a drunken fool!
Seemingly afraid that Liu Wentian would back out, he quickly said, "Brothers, he ans he's going to drink with us! What are you waiting for, hurry up and toast!"
Suddenly, the n around, all looking predatory, ca up each holding two glasses of liquor—one for themselves and one for Liu Wentian, seemingly considerate but actually not kind-hearted at all.
These people held vodka or whiskey, all above 50 proof, their eyes filled with schadenfreude, all eager to see if Liu Wentian would go crazy from the alcohol!
A stocky young man with a square face was the first to approach, handing a glass to Liu Wentian with a smile, "Bro, I've always liked Bai Ruguo. I didn't expect you to make your move so swiftly; I must toast to you, let's down it in one gulp!"
The glass he held was 53-proof Erguotou, likely over 100 ml. Daring to offer such a glass for a toast and to down it in one gulp indicated his significant confidence in his drinking ability.
As soon as Liu Wentian took the glass, the square-faced young man imdiately downed his Erguotou, his lips curling up. He then turned the glass upside down for the crowd to see that not a drop was left, then looked sowhat smugly at Liu Wentian.
"Haha! Xu Kai, well done! Truly manly!"
"Well done! You didn't disgrace our circle!"
"That's how you do it, show this fellow how stupid it is to oppose us!"
"..."
The crowd loudly cheered him on, then turned to look mockingly at Liu Wentian.
"Liu Wentian, you..."
Bai Ruguo was sowhat worried, but before she could speak, Liu Wentian gestured for her to be quiet, then he also raised his glass and downed it in one gulp.
After swallowing 100 ml of strong liquor, Liu Wentian's expression did not change; he smiled lightly and said, "Next."
The crowd, who had just cheered for Xu Kai, fell suddenly silent, taken aback by how effortlessly Liu Wentian drank. If he wasn't an expert in drinking, it would be impossible for him to down 53-proof Erguotou in one gulp!
Moreover, after Xu Kai finished his glass of Erguotou, his face was already sowhat flushed, while Liu Wentian's expression remained unchanged, his eyes clear, clearly setting him apart!
"Liu Wentian, well done!" Bai Ruguo said, delighted.
"Hehe. Little brother, not bad at all, your drinking ability is impressive, it seems your liver must be really strong," Li He said with a smile, her face full of amusent.
Liu Wentian had no energy to retort, really wanting to remind her that it's the liver that deals with alcohol, not the kidneys.
Xu Kai snorted coldly and then walked away.
So what if he can drink? With so many of them here, one person toasting 100 ml of strong liquor, by the end of the round, that was about 13.5 kilograms—fool, what is there to be proud of!!
In the end, the one lying down in disgrace will still be you!!
Following that, the other n also ca up one by one to toast, their eyes filled with hostility. Liu Wentian, however, was unfazed, accepting every challenge. Whether it was vodka, Maotai, Erguotou, or any other strong liquor he didn't recognize, as long as soone brought it over, he clinked glasses and downed it.
After a round of toasting, Liu Wentian had already consud 13.5 kilograms of strong liquor, yet his deanor remained unchanged, laughing and talking as usual. By now, the crowd had moved from surprise to stunned disbelief. What on earth was he drinking, alcohol or water?!
Even if it was water, he must be about to burst from needing to relieve himself; yet, Liu Wentian appeared totally unaffected.
"Damn it! Keep going, I just don't believe it. With so many of us, we can't drink him under the table!" exclaid a young man with the air of a soldier, glaring at Liu Wentian, determined not to concede.
The others nodded in agreent, thinking that if they could not drink this fellow under the table today, wouldn't it be tantamount to saying that all the n in their circle combined were not his equal?
So even those who were not particularly good at drinking picked up their glasses and approached Liu Wentian again.
Once more, the drinks and toasts crisscrossed, and eventually, even those not good at drinking had consud 675 ml of strong liquor, while those who could handle their alcohol probably almost had 1 kilogram, each one's eyes a bit glassy, their faces as red as a baboon's behind!!
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