Wen Jian had never drunk before, so he wasn't used to the Devil Race's strong liquor. After Ling Tian's Monkey Brew, he took a small sip. The rich aroma of the wine spread through him, and he felt as though every inch of his body had opened up, leaving him completely refreshed. His eyes lit up, and Wen Jian took another sip. The rich vitality coursed through him, washing away his fatigue. Before long, he had grown fond of the taste and continued drinking freely.
"Brother Ling, your wine is quite good," Wen Jian praised as he drank. A flush spread across his face, but he didn't even notice.
Seeing him drink so "happily," Xing Zhan, Long Xing, and the other "drunks" exchanged sly looks and watched Wen Jian with meaningful expressions.
"Hmph, Xing Zhan and those others are awful. They know this is Wen Jian's first time drinking, yet..." Jin Sha'er gave a soft snort, then turned to Ling Tian. "But Martial Brother is the worst. Monkey Brew tastes so good that it's terribly tempting to someone who's never drunk before. Wen Jian will get drunk before he even realizes it."
"Xing Zhan and the others can't match Wen Jian in combat, so they're naturally rather unwilling to accept it. They're trying to beat him at drinking instead." Yao Yu understood Xing Zhan and the others' thinking quite well. She glanced at Ling Tian. "I just don't know whether Ling Tian did it on purpose or out of kindness. If it were the Devil Race's strong liquor, Wen Jian probably wouldn't drink like this..."
"Brother Tian is being kind, of course." Lian Yue was quick to defend Ling Tian.
"It's fine. Wen Jian's cultivation is so high that he can easily use spiritual energy to dispel the alcohol in