Liǔ Cháoquè was sleeping soundly in the private booth, tended to by Congee, while in another booth, a struggle session was underway.
Tanghulu was small in stature, but her presence was formidable. She planted her hands on her hips and interrogated angrily: "Bloody Mary! Why did you let the Master drink so much alcohol?! How dangerous is it to get drunk in a bar? Do you even know? And you call yourself an alcohol-based Food Soul, yet you don't even know something like this! Don't call yourself Bloody Mary anymore—go play in horror movies with the foreigners!"
Bloody Mary narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Didn't nothing happen? Besides, even if the Master didn't know, didn't you? A drunk Master is even more dangerous than a sober one..."
Chapter 110