Tian Xiaoqian, although not knowing the specifics of Wang Xiaolong's alcohol tolerance,
could tell from his current flushed face and slightly erratic gaze that he was clearly showing signs of being drunk.
"Xiao Long, they are all so drunk they're unconscious, there's no need for you to show off. Even if you were really drunk, I wouldn't laugh at you, after all, you did manage to drink a whole group of them under the table."
Wang Xiaolong shook his head.
His alcohol tolerance wasn't too high in the past.
But ever since he received his inheritance, all of his abilities had enhanced.
Especially after swallowing the Demon Core the day before yesterday, he vividly felt that whether it was the strength of his body or the functioning of his viscera, everything had already exceeded the limits of ordinary people.
At the moment, even though he was a bit tipsy, his consciousness was extremely clear.
