Meng Chong was hearty in his demeanor, drinking with gusto, downing each cup in one go.
Huo Qian, however, couldn't keep up. Being an ordinary person, after seven continuous cups, he slumped over the table, losing all interest in watching the thrilling fights in the arena below.
As for drinking, Ye Qiu had little interest but was not easily intoxicated, especially when the effect of his True Qi allowed him to rapidly neutralize the alcohol, making it as if he were drinking plain water.
Meng Chong glanced at Huo Qian, who was dead drunk, straightened his expression, and said, "Let's talk business. Brother Ye, how did you find out that the man from the island country was an assassin?"
At this moment, Meng Chong had lost his previous manner of drinking large bowls and eating big chunks of meat, looking seriously at Ye Qiu across from him.
