Marquis Mansion.
At the Victory Banquet.
"Everyone, sit down. There's no need to stand!" Zhou Sheng sat down first.
Seeing this, everyone else also took their seats.
"Your Highness! Let me toast you!" Jiang Ning's butt had barely touched his seat when Zhong Yue rose first and raised his wine cup toward him.
Then, Zhong Yue drained the cup in one gulp, leaving not a drop behind.
"Prefect Zhong, you're too kind!" Jiang Ning said.
He lifted his wine cup and also drained it in one gulp.
At the same time.
The people already seated at the banquet exchanged glances, their eyes passing messages.
"Prefect Zhong should know this Your Highness's identity," someone said in a low voice.
"He probably does! Otherwise, Prefect Zhong wouldn't be so courteous!" The speaker then saw Zhong Yue raise a second cup toward Jiang Ning.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning could only helplessly raise his cup in response.
Then, after a thought, he accepted it gladly.
The wine before him was no ordinary thing. Drinking it would certainly increase his Source Energy Points.
To him, no matter how many Source Energy Points he had, they still wouldn't be enough to spend.
Without a suitable excuse, gulping down wine by himself would be somewhat embarrassing for him at this point.
It wasn't that he cared about saving face.
Rather, these benefits weren't worth sacrificing his dignity for.
Afterward, he consecutively accepted three toasts from Zhong Yue. When he saw Zhong Yue preparing to sit down,
he immediately returned the toast with one cup.
After four cups of energy-infused fine wine entered his stomach, he immediately felt threads of warm current spreading through his abdomen.
This is really good! Jiang Ning secretly praised.
As he harvested the wool, he did so with a clear conscience.
Zhou Sheng