Lorne was satisfied with that answer and filled Zorn's glass to the brim again.
"That's more like it. Those who can drink like me are my true brothers. Otherwise, I'll just take it as you bragging for nothing!"
Zorn did not have any other hobbies. Other than martial arts and fighting, he loved fine wine and delicious food.
Therefore, he was usually quite shrewd when it came to these things. He had been completely tricked by Lorne. No matter how good a drinker he was, he would not be able to withstand the effects of the hardcore wine.
Therefore, after a few more gulps, Zorn's face was flushed red, and he began to stutter and slur his words.
When Lorne saw this effect, he was finally slightly satisfied and slowed down his pace. After Zorn was slightly tipsy, he began spewing a bunch of nonsense.
"Lorne, do you know what kind of person our General Zorn is like?"
Lorne was just about to speak when this big man answered his own question.
