An altar.
Two altars.
Three altars...
"Young Master Shangguan has such a good drinker, how about another one?"
Shangguan Yan wiped the wine from his lips with his sleeve, "Come again... Just come again... I'm afraid you won't succeed..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly stumbled and vomited all the food, rice and wine on the floor. There was a burst of laughter in the store.
"If you can't, I'll do it." Behind him, a young man with delicate features and a thin figure pushed him away and stepped on a stool with one leg.
"Brother Shen..."
"Brother Shangguan, please rest first." Shen Xiao smiled nonchalantly.
"Little brother, are you okay?" The purple-faced, open-chested man opposite looked him up and down.
"Come here if you have the guts." The crisp voice contained a cynical arrogance.
"Okay, take the wine." A large jar of unsealed wine flew over.
Shen Xiao chuckled, stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the altar, turned around and was sitting cross-legged on the table without spilling any wine.
"What a skill!" There was thunderous shouts in the store.
"Get out, get out! I don't even have a penny to come here to have a drink, and I don't even open my eyes to see where this place is... Get out! If it weren't for the face of the owner of Shangguan Village, I would never spare you today... Go! Come back next time, be careful of the shopkeeper breaking your legs..."
The two of them were already drunk and were top-heavy. When they arrived at the door to eat this pile, they lost control and fell to the ground, splashing mud and water all over their bodies. Shangguan Yan laughed loudly, grabbed his fallen shoes and threw them at the door, then pulled up Shen Xiao, "Brother Shen... Let's go."
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