"Today, we're here to chat. Once we're done chatting and ready to leave, I'll definitely drink that last glass. If I drink now, you all know my alcohol tolerance—I'd be out cold on the spot, and that would just spoil the mood, wouldn't it?"
Wei Kaida paused, then sullenly sat back down. "You have a point. But you'd better keep your word and drink that last glass."
"A gentleman's word is his bond; I always keep my promises," Du Heng patted his chest and promised. "But let me be clear: after I drink it and pass out, you guys are responsible for getting me home."
"You scoundrel! When have we ever not taken you home when you were drunk?" Wei Kaida retorted, clearly annoyed by Du Heng's last remark.
Afterwards, the brothers had a great time chatting and drinking. The mood was so convivial that Du Heng ended up having an extra glass—just one, though.
