Drinking like crazy last time was back in Banan Village when I drank with the old immortal.
Both of them drank without the use of Inner Strength, directly to the point of being dead drunk, slept soundly for days, then hid until the villagers whose wine was stolen dispersed before sneaking back from the mountain.
Perhaps because something was weighing on his mind, Xu Fan felt that this time the drinking was even fiercer than when he competed with the old immortal.
Not to mention his blurred consciousness, everything he heard was foggy.
At such moments, even a third-rate assassin could easily end his life.
He didn't know who it was supporting him now, step by step, embracing him, walking outside.
It must be a woman.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be stopping every few steps while supporting him, as sluggish as mud.
Drunk people are like children—this saying wasn't just spoken by one person, it was widely acknowledged, so there must be some truth to it.
