Tang Chen agreed to have dinner with them, and everyone was overjoyed, feeling as though they were walking on air.
The attendants had already rushed to the kitchen and instructed them to bring the dishes to the dining hall and set them out. By the time everyone arrived and took their seats, dozens of dishes had already been served.
Tang Xiao picked up a bottle of wine, opened it, and rose to his feet. Walking over to where Tang Chen was seated, he filled Tang Chen's cup and said, "Grandfather, it has been forty years since we last met. I wonder if you still drink? This is wine brewed by our Clear Sky Sect. Let me pour you a cup so you can have a taste and see whether it still tastes the same as it did back then."
Tang Chen smiled casually, raised the cup, and said, "All right, I'll have a taste. I haven't had wine brewed by our Clear Sky Sect in forty years either, so I don't know whether the flavor has changed. Come, everyone, take a drink first. Let me make this clear beforehand: those who can drink may drink, and those who cannot will not be forced."
Tang Xiao returned to his seat and patted his chest. "Grandfather, I've never been afraid of anyone when it comes to drinking. If you don't believe me, we'll see who is left standing in the end."
Tang Hao raised his cup and said, "I know Big Brother's capacity for alcohol. But six years ago, I drank without stopping. Only after joining Yanhuang Hall did I cut back a little and stop drinking myself into a stupor."
The Second Elder raised his cup and flatteringly said, "Back then, Uncle often held grand banquets and invited the clan heads