It wasn't just Jiang Tang they admired, with their nine women and one man troupe; the two pets that had turned into humans had an even greater capacity for alcohol than they did.
They drank cup after cup, as if drinking water—could that really be the case?
To guzzle such fine wine like oxen—they were being too wasteful!
Jiang Tang kept taking out jar after jar of wine, all brewed by the two pets, storing up a lot of such fine wine in his space.
He couldn't do without a little stock! Like some drunkards himself, the ones by his side were becoming better and better at holding their liquor. With many future celebrations to come, he had grown accustomed to the fine wines produced by his space and was unwilling to drink the wines sold in the outside Cultivation World.
Then there was his treasured collection of wine brewed from Spirit Longevity Fruit in his space—one cup could add a few hundred years to one's life.
