Having drunk to the point of feeling a bit dizzy, Li Qing felt that he really needed to drink a cup of tea to sober up.
After downing four bottles of wine, Brother Gong clearly had some kind of retaliatory intent.
He was raising his drink as if rushing through rounds.
In no time, Li Qing was feeling almost too full to manage.
The three of them moved their gathering to a quieter private room with a more serene atmosphere.
"Qingzi, it's been a while since you've been here. My place is pretty nice, isn't it? Just got it renovated." Lü Zong introduced with a proud face.
Looking around, Li Qing exclaimed with admiration, "It really is nice, even more luxurious than the Chinese restaurant at Impression Hotel."
The decor was simple and grand, exuding a subtle elegance with its ancient style.
Everything, including the booth seats and the screen, was made of pure solid wood.
