That night, almost everyone got drunk.
As expected, Lei Hao and Ye Bai passed out one after the other. Even as they collapsed, they kept muttering, apparently still denouncing Su Ming.
Jiang Wanyu and Yao Beibei got drunk too.
Although the two of them had tried to restrain themselves, they were only seventeen-year-old girls, and their tolerance for alcohol was indeed poor. Caught up in the atmosphere, they had accidentally drunk several too many glasses. In the end, they had collapsed against An Zijin, dazed and blushing, looking completely out of it. If some ill-intentioned guy had seen that scene, he probably would have gotten some crooked ideas and started wondering how he could take advantage of them while they were unconscious.
Su Ming was still all right. Perhaps because he was a High-level Hunter whose physique had long since become something beyond human, he had not completely passed out.
However, as the main targets of their attention, Su Ming had naturally been forced to swallow a great deal of alcohol by his two bad friends. As a result, he was also somewhat woozy, and was actually not far from passing out.
In the end, An Zijin was the only one who remained sober.
There was no helping it. From beginning to end, An Zijin had been the only one who had truly restrained herself and had not drunk much.
Or rather, the way the girl had sometimes stared at Su Ming, sometimes blushed, sometimes looked worried, and sometimes seemed downcast had left her in no mood to drink. She had ended up being the only one who remained completely sober.
Even so, the six of them had no way to return to the academy that night.
An Zijin was ultimately a delicate Warlock. It was impossible for her to