Some people are both incompetent and yet still eager.
Qian Yuanli loves to drink, but he can't handle much.
Look at this, with half a catty of wine down, his speech slurred yet he kept drinking.
"Bro, let me tell you..."
With the courage of alcohol, Qian Yuanli no longer feared Zhao Minghua troubling him. He called him brother and even patted his shoulder.
Zhao Minghua attempted to gather more information, but after two more gulps, Qian Yuanli collapsed on the table and fell into a deep sleep.
"Young master?"
Qingsheng was dumbfounded by the sight. With this drinking capacity, dare he mingle around?
"Carry him back to the Luo family."
Huh?
"What huh? Do you want me to carry him myself?" Zhao Minghua said. "Put him on your back, take him to the village. He rented a house from the Luo family, take him back to rest."
"Shouldn't we give him some sobering soup?"
"Deal with it after sending him back."
Zhao Minghua was eager to report back to Chun Nuan.
