A group of young men were gathered around the bonfire, drinking and eating meat, creating a lively atmosphere.
Wang Meng, Shitou, Feng Yi, the three young men had their first taste of alcohol, and they surprisingly held their alcohol quite well, not falling over after just one drink.
"With good wine and scenery, how could we not have someone show off their swordsmanship?"
After three rounds of drinks, Lin Jinzhou's cheeks were flushed red, and his speech was a bit slurred.
"Jinyang, you go, perform a set of Drunken Fist to liven things up for everyone."
Lin Jinyun's mind was a little foggy, otherwise he wouldn't have pushed his younger brother into the spotlight.
"If you want a performance, then fine, it's just Drunken Fist. My best skill is fist techniques."
Lin Jinyang's brain was excited, and he stood up with the help of the alcohol, facing his brothers with a swagger.
"Alright, let's see it, let's see it."
