Surrounded by a group of admirers, Scholar Lv swaggered into the Drunken Immortal restaurant.
He paid no heed to the fact it was still morning and ordered seven or eight bowls of strong dishes straight away. As soon as the carved-flower wine arrived, someone eager to please immediately started pouring for Scholar Lv.
Scholar Lv picked up his bowl, tilted his head, and drank a large mouthful, inciting another round of applause from the onlookers.
He was completely oblivious to the other diners' disdain and dissatisfaction.
"Scholar Lv's capacity for drink is like an ocean! Scholar Lv is so mighty!!"
"Ah, alas, I don't have such a tolerance for alcohol. Scholar Lv, could you teach me how you've trained this skill?"
"What's that? Back in the day, Li Huowang—my master and I—went to help the Emperor of Qingqiu to drive away ghosts and capture demons. You see, this jug of wine as high as this, I, Scholar Lv, picked it up and drank it all in one go!"
