"You're the one causing the most trouble."

Xiaofan whispered into Li Sisi's ear, then slowly walked to the table, "Pour the drinks."

Watching that tall figure, Li Sisi was momentarily confused. Stupid bodyguard, trying to act cool; I've seen plenty of handsome guys. You, at best, are just a little handsome.

A man's charisma isn't in his looks. Speaking of a truly handsome man, it's not those pretty boy, baby-faced stars. If you compare looks, Xiaofan is far less attractive than those idol stars. But his actions somehow make women inexplicably admire him.

For instance, right now…

Chen Shiwen also sat down at the table, and others gathered around. Some people here knew about Chen Shiwen's capacity for alcohol. Without any announcements, it was heard that he once drank twenty-eight cups. Now, if he beats this bodyguard before thirty cups, he'll win against him and won't need to drink anymore. After all, he doesn't want to get himself drunk too.

Looking dismissively at Xiaofan in front of him. Bodyguards are too conscientious these days...

'Swish.'

Before the server could fill all thirty-six cups, Xiaofan unexpectedly grabbed the first cup and drank it down.

A burning sensation instantly spread from his throat to his stomach, and a wave of heat surged up to his head.

Five-spice liquor mixed with XO and lemon-flavored cocktails? Damn, no wonder no one has finished these thirty-six cups.

Thinking this, Xiaofan slowly picked up the second cup and sniffed it. Erguotou mixed with whiskey and iced tea. It wasn't as harsh as the first cup when it entered his mouth, but the aftereffects were much stronger.

Can't say if those who finished thirty-six cups ended up in the hospital for IV drips, but this definitely wasn't an average alcohol content. Drink too much, and you'll be alcohol-poisoned in no time.

Chen Shiwen saw that Xiaofan had already drunk two cups in a row, so he hurried to catch up.

He had experience with the Ninth Layer Ice and Fire, knowing he couldn't drink too aggressively, needing to pause after each cup. But Xiaofan would sniff each cup and pour it into his mouth. With every cup he finished, his brows furrowed deeply.

Back and forth they went, and the girls were cheering, raising the atmosphere to a peak.

Li Sisi had tasted a sip of that kind of drink earlier, knowing how undrinkable it was, and she couldn't help but worry for Xiaofan.

"Wow, that handsome guy's on his fifteenth cup." A girl suddenly exclaimed.

And Chen Shiwen wasn't far behind, though he wanted to pause, not wanting to lose to a mere bodyguard. So he caught up to the fifteenth cup too.

The cups weren't big; with a man's mouth, downing a cup in one go was no problem. As they drank more, they couldn't pause; once a cup was split into two sips, finishing them all became impossible.

Every time his mouth and nose were overwhelmed by the strong alcohol, Xiaofan's brows furrowed deeper, but his gaze remained very determined. What the hell Ninth Layer Ice and Fire, if I can't even handle these cups, what chance do I have against Red Butterfly?

"Twenty-fifth cup. Wow, impressive…"

Finally, at the twenty-fifth cup, Xiaofan paused.

Seeing this, Li Sisi hurried over, afraid he might push himself too hard.

"Hey, if you can't handle it, don't try to show off."

"Hold this. Stay on the sidelines. When I earn one and a half million tonight, I'll treat you to a late night snack."

Thump. A belt was forcibly placed into Li Sisi's hand. Looking at Xiaofan again, he took a deep breath and picked up the twenty-sixth cup to continue drinking.

Yes, earlier, Xiaofan had drunk eight bottles of beer, so his belly was naturally bloated, and being strapped with a belt was definitely uncomfortable.

Holding the belt, Li Sisi was dumbfounded. This guy dared to call himself 'yours truly' in front of me? And asked me to hold his belt? Who is the boss here? Is he drunk?

Chen Shiwen's pace finally slowed down. Holding the twenty-ninth cup for a long time, he didn't bring it to his mouth. Meanwhile, Xiaofan was already on his thirtieth cup.

He had broken it, and tonight's tab was free, but what about the one and a half million grand prize?

Chen Shiwen miscalculated. Out of all his calculations, he never expected this junior bodyguard, after downing eight bottles of beer, could still drink thirty cups of the Ninth Layer Ice and Fire in one breath.

Indeed, this Ninth Layer Ice and Fire wasn't just a reputation. One cup cold, one cup hot. The cold was mixed with iced tea and ice cubes, very smooth to drink but had a strong aftereffect. The hot one incited the previous alcohol, making the body unable to handle such a high concentration of alcohol, unable to swallow.

Stunned, everyone gawked as Xiaofan downed the thirty-third cup, watching as each empty cup was placed down without a drop left. Were they really going to witness the emergence of a god of wine tonight?

Chen Shiwen was also stunned, but his eyes were already growing hazy. Holding the thirtieth cup in his hand for over twenty seconds, he couldn't bring it to his mouth.

"Ah. It's thirty-four, thirty-four. Come on, handsome guy, if you finish the thirty-six cups, no matter if you puke or not, I'll agree to whatever condition you say tonight..."

"Come on, if I'm drunk, I can't do anything. How about we discuss those conditions another day?"

Oh my god, this bodyguard could still joke with the girl beside him while staying sober? Could he really finish them all?

Chen Shiwen, not willing to accept it, took a large breath and gulped down the drink.

"Pfft." Without even waiting to swallow, a nauseous feeling suddenly rose, triggering a chain reaction. Chen Shiwen immediately spat it out, then before anyone could speak, he hurriedly dashed to the restroom to 'waa waa' vomit.

If it weren't for Xiaofan tonight, Chen Shiwen might have been an extreme presence, managing to down thirty cups—remarkable indeed. But his brilliance was overshadowed by a mere bodyguard. Completely turned into a side act.

"Thirty-five."

Both the girls and other young masters were eagerly awaiting this pivotal moment's arrival. Until only the final cup remained.

His hand started to tremble. Xiaofan gritted his teeth, lightly tapping his forehead with his palm to ease the dizziness. The prior thirty-five cups mixed in dozens of different alcohols with varying strengths. Such a way of drinking could end up fatal. These nightclubs, really, what on earth are they doing, playing around like this?

"Hey, Shen Zhifan..." Li Sisi spoke worriedly as Xiaofan reached for the last cup.

"Think about what to have for a late-night snack tonight." With those words, Xiaofan sniffed the cup. Damn it, this was sixty percent brandy with forty percent Rémy Martin. Fine, after this cup, let's get things done.

He tilted his head back and drank. Perhaps tonight, he indeed became the god of wine everyone was anticipating.

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