Jiang Shi sized him up, finally at a loss for words.
"Hey, what's with that look?" Chen Jiu was displeased.
"The Princely Heir said you look coarse, and I couldn't agree more." After speaking, Jiang Shi drained his cup and rose to leave.
Chen Jiu looked himself over.
'This is called being brawny and strong, all right?'
'No taste!'
Turning his head, he was shocked to see the Princely Heir pick up an unopened wine jar, break the clay seal, and start chugging it.
Chen Jiu was startled and quickly tried to dissuade him. "Princely Heir, drinking too much is bad for you. The men Liang Qixian sent are long gone. You don't need to keep up the act."
"I know my limits. You may leave," Lu Zhan said, dismissing him directly.
Hearing this, Chen Jiu had no choice but to withdraw, though he couldn't help but wonder to himself, 'The Princely Heir isn't a heavy drinker. He's always so restrained. Why is he guzzling it down tonight?'
