Meanwhile, Ye Chen began keeping Cui Zhenghai company, drinking what was supposedly fine wine from Dabang Country. To Ye Chen, however, it tasted like nothing at all—to say nothing of the private-reserve liquor Chen Junlin had sent him, it couldn't even hold a candle to ordinary Daxia high-proof baijiu.
Bottle after bottle went down, yet Ye Chen showed no effects whatsoever.
Cui Zhenghai, on the other hand, was flushed red, looking for all the world as though he had downed gallons of booze.
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