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"Grandpa, isn't drinking too much not good? Tianxing has just started to recover from his injuries; wouldn't drinking now be bad for the wounds? Why don't we wait until next time?" Bai Zhiqing glanced at Lu Tianxing and spoke up.
"What gunshot wound, hasn't it healed already? And what's the big deal about drinking? Back in the day, when I maneuvered through bullets and barrages, getting injured was as common as eating and drinking, and I still downed alcohol without any troubles. I'm telling you, don't try to make any excuses," Bai Qiao Mountain said dismissively.
Lu Tianxing glanced at Bai Zhiqing and, noticing the angry light already brewing in her eyes, quickly interjected, "Grandpa, I don't drink."
"Bullshit."
