Meanwhile, the dainty female immortal at the adjacent table was chatting with a fairy dressed in purple, yet she kept casting watchful glances at Jian Dan.
Jian Dan simply curled her lips into a faint smile, raised her goblet, and drained the "Woyou Immortal Brew" in a single breath, setting the empty cup back down on the table.
"Senior sister, at the rate you're drinking, you'll be drunk in no time."
Chapter 971