Another round of drinks went down.
Godfather Liu's face was completely red from drinking. If it was any other time, he would have drunk until the end but now, it wasn't the time to drink to one's heart's content.
"Master Lin, let's not keep drinking for now. Let's talk."
*clatter*
As Godfather Liu finished saying this, Lin Fan fiercely slammed the winning cup onto the table. How could the glass wine cup be slammed like that? The bottom of the cup instantly cracked. The place was momentarily filled with awkwardness.
Lin Fan looked at Godfather Liu. With his face slightly red and a little displeased, he said, "Godfather Liu, are you not giving me any face?"
Godfather Liu was startled. Then, he asked doubtfully, "Master Lin, why do you say that?"
