Jiang Li's bold behavior infuriated Jin Siyue, but it also succeeded in silencing the people around her.
They now realized they had truly underestimated this woman.
Could someone who could drink eighteen bottles of foreign liquor without batting an eye be a pushover?
Jin Siyue seemed to realize this too.
Almost twenty bottles in, and this woman's hands didn't even tremble?!
What kind of monster was she?!
Before he could play his tricks, he was the one who ended up drunk.
Clutching his burning stomach, Jin Siyue fought back the urge to vomit again and decided to torment her in a different way.
"Miss Jiang, don't think it's over just like that. I'm telling you, you're not getting out of Golden Sand today unless I get that bad taste out of my mouth—call the people over—"
Before he could finish, a series of footsteps approached from behind.
Jin Siyue turned around and saw a familiar figure through his blurry vision, which only infuriated him more.
