Upon hearing this person's words, Xiang Hai hurriedly cast a grateful glance at him. They all recognized this man; he was the former owner of the Shen family restaurant, Shen De Bao. In the past, whenever they came to dine, Shen De Bao would almost always come over to toast them himself. However, now, the old fellow's attitude was extremely indifferent, as if they were all a bunch of strangers. "So it turns out you are all young masters and misses with backgrounds and identities? No wonder you dare to barge into my room, Long." Master Long took a sip of tea from the table, looking at Xiang Hai and the others with some curiosity, "I heard that one of you wanted to come in and drink with me earlier?" "Sorry, Master Long, it was my classmate who was impetuous, barging into your room without your permission. I hope Master Long will forgive us for our rudeness." Xiang Hai stepped forward, speaking in a deliberately mature manner, "If Master Long does not mind, all the expenses for you and your men here today will be on me. Additionally, whenever you come to Guangcheng in the future, no matter where you want to go or what you want to do, I can arrange it for you..." "Hahaha! Truly the son of a wealthy family, with such generosity." Master Long seemed surprised by Xiang Hai's magnanimous offer, giving a thumbs up and praising him heartily, but his expression changed in the next second: "But do I, Long, lack that bit of money? Do I need you to treat me to a meal even when I bring my brothers out?" "No, no, Master Long, please listen to my explanation, that's not what I meant..." "Kid, who do you think you are? You think you're qualified to make arrangements for our Master Long?"

“In a small place like Guangcheng, do you really think our Dragon Lord needs your permission to go out and have fun?” The person speaking this time was not the Iron-Blooded Dragon Lord, but the bald man with the high-pitched voice that made the ceiling of the room tremble.

“Alright, Wolf, keep your voice down, don’t scare the kids. They are still students,” said the Dragon Lord with a smile, gesturing to stop him. His attitude was friendly and kind: “Don’t be afraid, relax, there’s nothing serious. You all just want to have a drink with me, Dragon, right? Wolf…”

Wolf, the bald man, immediately scurried out from behind upon hearing the instruction. He brought out a bottle of white liquor and placed it in front of Hai and the others: “See how good the Dragon Lord is to you? This is top-notch Moutai, something you can’t even buy with money on normal days. Each of you drink a bottle, consider it as apologizing to the Dragon Lord, making amends. After drinking, we’ll all be friends.”

“This…”

The group looked at each other, their eyebrows all furrowed.

The bald man wasn’t lying; the white liquor was indeed superior Moutai, 500 milliliters per bottle, equivalent to one pound. They often drank it, but to finish it all in one go was a bit too much.

Especially for girls like Jiang Leyue and Li Xiaoling, several of them usually didn’t touch any white liquor, not to mention a whole bottle, even a glass was hard to swallow.

“What? The Dragon Lord kindly treats you, and you dare not give him face?”

Seeing that everyone had a hesitant expression, the bald man's face darkened, and he seemed displeased. Under the threat of this soft knife, the faces of several boys kept changing, and finally, they all gritted their teeth and said, 'Alright, since it's Master Long's kindness, we'll drink it.' A true hero doesn't suffer immediate losses. Under the current circumstances, not finishing the drink might mean they couldn't leave the room intact. As for the anger in their hearts, as long as they could safely walk out of this shop, with their influence, would they worry about not being able to take revenge? Just as the boys were about to roll up their sleeves and down the bottle in one gulp, a female classmate who came with Liu Bing suddenly went over, grabbed his arm, and said, 'Liu Bing, you know I never drink baijiu, could you please help me finish my bottle?' After that female classmate spoke, the female classmates with Wen Dong and Ma Nanbei also reacted and started to pull on them, pleading pitifully. Just as Li Xiaoling was about to follow suit and ask Xiang Hai to help her drink a bottle, she heard three boys roar in unison, 'Fuck off, only you are so precious. Now that Master Long is treating us, can anyone drink on behalf of someone else?' 'Huh?' 'What huh? If you don't want to die, drink it. If you want to die, stay behind by yourself, and don't drag me down with you.'

The three female classmates were all stunned, tears streaming down their faces as they couldn't believe such words could come from their own boyfriends' mouths. Li Xiaoling felt a sinking in her heart and secretly glanced towards Hai, only to find that he wasn't even looking at her, suddenly feeling a sourness in her nose. 'Hahaha, if the ladies find a bottle of Moutai hard to swallow, you don't have to drink it, but you must stay to accompany our Dragon Master for some tea. How about that? Isn't my proposal considerate?' The bald-headed A Lang laughed heartily seeing the girls' pained expressions. 'It's just a bottle of liquor, right? I, Li Xiaoling, will drink it.' Li Xiaoling gritted her teeth. She had a fierce determination that was different from ordinary girls. Although she was very disappointed with the performance of Xiang Hai and the other boys, the idea of letting him stay to accompany some stupid Dragon Master for tea and fun was simply a dream. 'Brother Wu, are you good at drinking? Should I help you finish that bottle of wine?' Jiang Yueyue was probably the only outlier among all the girls. Not only did she not ask another boy to take her place, but she also took the initiative to ask Wu Yang. Needless to say, as soon as these words came out, several jealous and resentful gazes immediately shot towards Wu Yang. Wu Yang was somewhat amused and said, 'Are you good at drinking?' Jiang Yueyue's face turned red, 'I've never drunk it, but I've heard people say this kind of wine is good...' 'Uh... forget it, no matter how good the wine is, drinking too much is harmful to the body. Since you can't drink it, then don't drink it.' Wu Yang was almost spitting blood. This girl was really naively cute, clearly being the one who couldn't hold her drink the most yet still wanting to take his place and finish a whole bottle. 'Ah? Does that mean Brother Wu will drink for me?'

Jiang Leyue's eyes lit up. "Me?" Wu Yang shook his head, "I never drink alcohol. It can easily numb the nerves and slow down my actions." Tsk! Xiang Hai and the others, who were gulping down wine from the bottle, almost spat in his face. Kid, are you still showing off and flirting with girls at a time like this? Do you even know how to write the word 'death'? "Kid, you've got some guts, daring to say you won't drink in front of our boss Long. Why don't you prove it by not drinking? If you can walk out of this room upright, I'll consider you the winner!" A Wolf also heard Wu Yang's refusal to drink and for the first time, his gaze fell on him, his eyes filled with the playful interest of a cat toying with a mouse. "It's over!" "Now there's going to be some good entertainment." Xiang Hai and the others had already been annoyed with Wu Yang, and now seeing him finally receive the 'special attention' of the bald man, a hint of pleasure appeared in their eyes. However, to everyone's surprise, facing the bald man's blatant threat, the country bumpkin and loser still maintained a calm smile, "Yes, I don't drink, and additionally, Jiang Leyue and she are my friends, so none of you need to drink this bottle of wine." The 'she' referred to no one else but Li Xiaoling, who was not far away.