The two drank until midnight, surrounded by more than a dozen barrels of draft beer.
The owner was terrified, continuously watching them, afraid they would leave without paying.
He had seen drinkers with formidable capacity, but never like this.
Each barrel weighed ten jin, and over a dozen barrels amounted to more than a hundred jin.
Even an elephant probably couldn't drink that much.
Lin Yingying truly indulged herself, eating and drinking to her heart's content, her speech starting to slur.
Long Fei called the owner over to settle the bill. He had stashed some cash in the storage ring long ago and hadn't used it.
As he revealed it now, there was still at least a billion left.
Long Fei was troubled, planning to leave this world, yet unsure of how to spend all that money at once.
He carried Lin Yingying out; her warm breath tickled his ear.
Her body was gaining flesh, perhaps because of pregnancy.
Yet, her figure remained exquisite, not appearing overweight.
