The wine he just drank almost took his life; in fact, Ye Chenfeng was clearly drunk.
Even the Wine God's breathing method was useless; he used the energy in the Crystal Skull to directly expel the alcohol from his body.
The process of his slumber was precisely the process of sober up.
"Why not just call it off?"
Chi Emiko suggested.
She was Yizang Heitian's disciple and naturally knew what the wine in Ye Chenfeng's hand represented.
"How could it be called off? You might only encounter this kind of wine once in a lifetime. How could I let such an opportunity pass?"
Ye Chenfeng smiled.
Actually, he didn't think that way at all.
He always drank for enjoyment, but Yizang Heitian's wine entirely was tormenting.
"Gulp..."
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Yizang Heitian, then picked up the wine pot and drank it all in one go.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
With this pot of wine down his throat, Ye Chenfeng was immediately in trouble.
