Seeing Little Gray once again offer up the wineskin like a treasure, holding it to his mouth, Zhang Xiaofan curiously took it and gulped down a mouthful. In an instant, the fiery, scorching burn made him choke so badly that he hurriedly turned his head aside and coughed violently without stopping.
Smelling the strong, smoky, nose-stinging reek of alcohol, Zhang Xiaofan quickly stoppered the wineskin. "Aside from being a little strong, how is this better to drink than the Spirit Wine I brew?"
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's sorry state, Little Gray squeaked with laughter, slung the wineskin around behind his back, and then began gesturing wildly at Zhang Xiaofan with his hands and feet.
Zhang Xiaofan was utterly baffled. Luo Yunji, off to the side, looked curiously at the wineskin on Little Gray's back instead. After listening for a while to Little Gray's squeaking cries, he turned to Zhang Xiaofan.
"He says only true warriors can drink this wine!"
"So..." Zhang Xiaofan gloomily looked at Little Gray, who was squatting on his shoulder. He had been looked down on!
Luo Yunji wanted to take a sip and try the taste too, but Tian Buyi, who happened to glance over, spotted him. So frightened that he hurriedly shoved Big Yellow away, Tian Buyi rushed over and gave Luo Yunji a vicious knock on the head.
"Are you trying to make sure I don't live? Don't you know what happens when you drink?" After scolding Luo Yunji, Tian Buyi abruptly turned and glared at Zhang Xiaofan. "Keep an eye on your Little Junior Brother! If you let him cause any trouble, you can just wait to be punished!"
Zhang Xiaofan raised a hand and scratched his cheek, somewhat sheepish as he hurriedly nodded again and again. When Little Gray on his shoulder saw