Su Han was truly startled, looking at Lin Daoran, he knew in his heart that the old man intended to get him drunk today.
He just didn't know what he planned to do after getting him drunk.
He stared at Lin Daoran, who immediately widened his eyes, "What's the matter, can't hold your liquor at such a young age? Back in my days on the front line, I used to drink vodka like it was water!"
Su Han let out a chuckle, his eyes sparkling, "I'm still okay, I'm just worried Uncle Lin might get drunk."
He looked at Lin Daoran and lowered his right hand, a stream of Profound Qi ebbed and flowed, instantly forcing all the alcohol in his body out.
The old man wanted to get him drunk, so he couldn't just drink stubbornly with Lin Daoran.
If Su Han didn't want to get drunk, it'd be useless even if you brought him a cart of booze.
"Dad, don't drink too much," Lin Meiyu couldn't help but interject. If this continued, no matter how good Su Han's tolerance, he wouldn't be able to hold up.
