Zhao Ya was a bit at a loss whether to laugh or cry, so he could only pretend he hadn't heard anything.
At this moment, the food and drinks were brought in like flowing water.
Miao Shaocheng opened a jar of Feixian Brew, took a sniff, and then exclaimed, "I've drunk a lot of alcohol, but this Feixian Brew has the richest and most fragrant aroma."
Xu De chuckled, "This really is a top-notch feast. Looks like Third Senior Brother's wallet is going to bleed today."
"Look at what you're saying. With a new Junior Brother, shouldn't we celebrate properly? Come, drink!"
Miao Shaocheng raised his cup and was the first to take a sip.
Zhao Ya also followed suit and took a sip, finding it sweet and refreshing with a truly extraordinary taste.
"How is it? Pretty good, right?" Miao Shaocheng laughed heartily.
After that, they drank and toasted each other, and the atmosphere at the banquet gradually became lively.
