Jiang Chen walked up to Luo Peng and gave him a tentative push, only to find that the guy was dead to the world.
"Teacher Xiang Tian, how much did you guys drink?"
"See for yourself, I thought he could hold his liquor, but it turns out..."
There it was.
As expected, contempt.
To lose to a woman at the drinking table is essentially the same as coming up short in bed; for a man, it's an unspeakable humiliation.
Jiang Chen looked at the table.
Two bottles of liquor.
If they were empty, that would make about a liter and a half, shared between two people.
He had tried the liquor here before.
Luo Peng's tolerance wasn't so poor that he'd be floored by that amount.
Or was it that they drank different kinds of liquor?
Of course.
There's another possibility.
The liquor doesn't get you drunk; it's the drinker who gets himself drunk.
Drinking is all about the atmosphere, indeed.
Drinking with someone like Koda Kaoru could befuddle anyone.
