"What's wrong, Old Chen? Got something on your mind? You seem distracted..."
Seeing Chen Tian like this, Mo Shang asked in confusion.
As Mo Shang spoke, everyone present turned their eyes toward Chen Tian.
Chen Tian came back to his senses, smiled at everyone, and shook his head slightly. "I'm fine. Just thinking about something..."
Seeing that Chen Tian was unwilling to say more, Mo Shang did not press him. Instead, he brought over several jars of wine and said again, "As long as you're fine. Come on, have a drink."
As the wine jars were opened, a rich fragrance of alcohol wafted through the air.
"Mmm~~ Ninety-nine percent. Rare stuff. I'll down one for everyone to liven things up..."
Catching that scent, Jinlin immediately wore an enraptured expression. He grabbed a jar, swirled it around once, then tipped his head back and began guzzling it down.
"Awesome!"
A moment later, Jinlin set down the jar and let out a hearty laugh. He had drained the entire jar without leaving a single drop.
Seeing this, the corner of Mo Shang's mouth twitched. "Come on, bro, are you a water buffalo or something? No, Jinlin, you can really drink that much? You're not even drunk?"
The wine he had brought out was no ordinary mortal brew. It had been fermented from spirit plants and medicinal herbs, and its kick was so potent that even a Question Dao Realm cultivator would be floored after a single jar. Yet this guy was perfectly fine. It was absurd...
"Has it occurred to you that I'm a fish? My affinity with water is pretty good. Besides, wine is water too..." Jinlin said in all seriousness.
"That's just downright insidious..." Mo Shang was rendered speechless by those words, unable to think of anything to say for