"I'm drunk! I'm really drunk!"
Tang Yi swayed his dizzy head, squinting his eyes to dodge.
"No more drinks, I really can't take any more!"
"It's getting late, my wife will be making rounds and I need to hurry back to Jinling!"
However, Ye Qiu and the others had already formed a wall of people, surrounding Tang Yi on all sides.
Someone in the crowd jeered, shouting, "A man can't be a coward, what's there to fear about the wife!
"That's right! That's right!"
"Even our Jade Maiden superstar has come to toast in person, Mr. Tang, you can't be a coward now!"
"You might not drink our toasts, but can you still refuse the superstar's?"
"What are you all yammering about? Would Mr. Tang be a coward?"
"One man, one sword, charging through the Central Plains alone, though a thousand men stand against him, none can block his path—can a bottle of wine make Mr. Tang cower?"
"Miss, a suggestion, how can one bottle be enough? Get a basin instead!"
