The whole room chuckled. Second Brother laughed along, lifted his wine glass with a sigh, and said, "Back in the old days, any family with this many strong hands would have died of happiness."
The group clinked glasses and each tossed back more than a tael of liquor in one gulp. The moment the alcohol hit their stomachs, they felt every pore on their bodies open up.
Second Brother wiped his mouth and had just reached into his pocket for a cigarette when Ning Que spotted him.
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