Chen Xuantian drank sullenly, pouring the burning liquor down his throat. The two guys from Songshan didn't try to dissuade him, instead, they drank along with him, finishing off the burning liquor used for sterilization on the boat, leaving a group of guards utterly stunned.
Huan Tianyuan came up to offer some advice,
"Master, drinking harms the body, why don't I get you some grape juice instead?"
Chen Xuantian glared at him,
"Is this how you win people over? Can't even say the right words! And offering people grape juice?"
Huan Tianyuan felt wronged,
"Grape juice tastes good..."
Chen Xuantian threw the wine jar to the ground in frustration,
"Look at others, then look at you! In a few decades, the Immortal Alliance will rise to power, dominate the world, and sweep across the Nine Provinces! Ten Thousand Immortals will come to court! Which of the Three Great Sects won't bow and pay homage! And here you are, just thinking about grapes, grapes!"
Huan Tianyuan muttered,
