Zhuorong Town also drank one by one, but his eyes showed a bit of smugness.
"Little Zhuorong, drink quickly, being late means you owe three cups." Xue Zhaolong had previously called Zhuorong Town to come along, but Zhuorong Town said he needed to change clothes, so they arrived first. Now seeing Zhuorong Town come late, how could they let him off without a proper punishment?
"Haha! Drink, I'll drink, am I supposed to be afraid of you?" Zhuorong Town boisterously gulped down the alcohol.
Nameless, watching from the side, said with a shout, "Amitabha Buddha."
Ye Hao laughed and scolded, "You brat, do you really think you've become a monk?"
Nameless chuckled at the words. He had been spreading Buddhism everywhere and had already made some headway, with more than ten people willing to join Shaolin, hoping to grow stronger from it.
