Ren Fengtao was a man of his word. When he said they would drink until they dropped, he meant it.
At the very least, he had kept his own word.
About half an hour later, in a private booth at the Great Drunkenness Tavern, Jiangyou Town's most famous restaurant near the docks, Pan Long watched several grinning drunks and could not help smiling.
These Giant Whale Gang fellows had said they were treating him to Wine, but the moment the good Wine arrived, they had started drinking first.
He had not drunk much Wine. The Pan Lineage rarely did. It was not that they disliked Wine; they carried secrets in their hearts and did not dare get drunk.
The clan head could not get drunk, and the younger members had even less reason to. How else could they keep up the disguise?
Only when they were certain no one would hear their drunken ramblings—or that it would not matter if someone did—would they dare have a few extra cups.
This was no such occasion, so Pan Long had taken only a small sip before setting down his cup.
His excuse was, "The sages said that fine Wine, however good, must not be drunk to excess. A modest sip is enough to lift the spirits."
Ren Fengtao did not press him. He simply drank happily with his brothers from the Giant Whale Gang.
The fat man always seemed cheerful. Even when negotiations with the Flying Dragon Gang had broken down and a fight had become unavoidable, he had not looked particularly tense or grave.
Everyone else was happy too. That went without saying for the Giant Whale Gang members, but the two leaders of the Barge Haulers' Guild were happy as well.
Barge haulers were poor, even their leaders. Ren Fengtao