Returning Things to Their Rightful Owner

"What have I even done? I feel like I don't know anything." I frowned, my face filled with confusion.

"When you got drunk, you completely turned the world upside down and destroyed the entire city. I never imagined you possessed such power." Chen Kehan looked at me, his face filled with amazement. "Just now, you charged straight into the haunted house and completely tore it apart."

"The Fierce Ghost inside the haunted house attacked you like crazy, but you didn't care at all. You simply slapped it to death."

"Did something like that really happen? I vaguely feel like I remember something." I shook my head, but it felt as if I had forgotten everything.

"Forget it. It's better that you don't remember." Chen Kehan gave a bitter laugh and wiped away a bead of cold sweat. He knew exactly how terrible I was after getting drunk.

Not only had I cried and thrown tantrums, but my personality had also become wildly unpredictable. I had practically flattened the entire city. Everything had been swept away before me, and no Fierce Ghost could stop me. At that moment, he finally understood what a true powerhouse was.

"No, I didn't. Don't make things up." I shook my head and firmly denied it. But as I looked at the ruins scattered everywhere, I scratched my head and asked, "Nothing terrifying happened while I was drunk, right?"

"No, everything's fine." Liu Ling'er hurriedly answered. Chen Kehan and the others quickly nodded.

"That's good. Now I feel much more at ease." I rubbed my head and said with a beaming smile, "Looks like I really do handle my liquor quite well."

"Yes, you handle your liquor extremely well." Chen Kehan wiped away another cold sweat, then looked at the broken walls and ruins around us,