"Ding!"
Inside the Dragon Tiger Gang, the four men clinked cups with carefree flair, then drained their wine.
Before Jiang Dali could move, Xiao Feng burst into laughter, lifted the wine jar, and switched to large bowls as he filled one for him. "It's rare for us brothers and friends to gather for a drink today. Small cups aren't satisfying enough, so let's use bowls instead."
"Good! Since it's such a rare reunion, we should drink until we're dead drunk!"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled faintly, his two mustaches practically curling up onto his face as his brows danced with delight.
Sikong Zhaixing shook his head and waved his hands with a miserable expression. "No, no. You drink, you drink. A cup is about all I can handle. If I drink from a bowl, I might not be able to play the gentleman thief tonight and will have to go steal flowers and women instead."
The others burst into laughter, then clinked bowls and drank with soaring enthusiasm. The atmosphere was fervent.
After three rounds of wine, Lu Xiaofeng set down his bowl. His face slightly flushed with intoxication, he looked at Jiang Dali and said, "Old Jiang, you're now the undisputed number one man in the Vassal States, and Black Wind Stronghold is also the undisputed greatest force. In a few days, the Number One Martial Arts Tournament Under Heaven hosted by your Black Wind Stronghold will be grandly held.
"Now that you have both fame and fortune, it's about time you stopped and learned from me. Find a woman and enjoy a man's happy life, eh?
"Look at Old Xiao. His child has already been born, and the Mongol Emperor personally arranged a childhood betrothal for the child. He's already Mongolia's Golden Saber Prince Consort. If you and... and..."
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