He Ping looked at Ma Hanshan, who was holding forth with grand eloquence, and cursed with disdain.
"You won't drink the toast, so you'll be forced to drink the forfeit. Let's see if your bones are as stiff as your mouth. Start the interrogation!"
Ma Hanshan finally savored the thrill of being a secret agent again, though he prayed the Ghost would not show his face.
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