"Bottoms up! No one is going home sober tonight!"
Old Master Hua held a jar of liquor in his hands. From the color of his face, he was visibly drunk.
The patriarchs of the other family were in the same state.
"This liquor... is so damn delicious! Why is it different from the ones on the market? This is what you call true Divine Liquor!" Old Master Hong burped and muttered.
The old men were completely addicted to the drink.
Taoist Master Qing Xu, who was fond of wine, did not drink too much.
He sat on one side and sipped from his cup. Looking at the scene, he could not help but laugh and feel emotional.
There was also a hint of wistfulness in his eyes.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Hao. "I should go back, Little Brother!" He said with a smile.
"Go back?" Tang Hao was surprised.
