If it was before, Li Yifei would have drunk, but now without True Qi, going around like this would send Li Yifei home lying down, so he said: "Today I'm drinking with family, it's inconvenient to drink too much. Next time, I'll have a good drink with everyone, so I'll skip this round."
"No need, no need, I'm toasting you, how could I let you drink!" Huang Zicong said, tilting his head back and downing a glass of white spirit. Fortunately, this white spirit was just over thirty degrees, not reaching forty, quite weak, otherwise, two glasses of sixty-degree spirit would knock Huang Zicong out.
Others followed suit, repeatedly toasting, and Li Yifei accepted graciously.
Going through the group, there were more than ten people, more than ten of the most prominent figures in Ying City, taking turns to toast Li Yifei. This honor is not something just anyone can receive, but Li Yifei accepted it heartily.
