As he spoke, Qin Siyang's face had already begun to flush.
Barely a minute had passed since he downed a large glass of baijiu.
Qin Siyang couldn't help marveling.
As my sequence ability improves, my body keeps getting stronger... but apparently its ability to absorb things is improving too!
Just as Qin Siyang was about to eat a few bites to take the edge off his drunkenness, Yan Ran raised her glass again.
Her voice already sounded a little unsteady in Qin Siyang's ears. "Thank you for killing Yan Xiaowu at the Crystal Coin Issuance Conference and getting me out of a tight spot, Qin. A toast to you."
"Wait, Brigade Commander Yan, this..."
"I'll finish mine, Qin. Drink as much as you like."
"..."
At a loss for words, Qin Siyang downed another large glass of baijiu.
He had barely finished when Yan Ran filled her glass again and said to him, "Once I return to the Legion, I'll apply for an independent establishment for a Sequence Regiment on your behalf. This glass is to our partnership."
With that, she drained it in one gulp.
Yan Ran's reasons were perfectly sound, leaving Qin Siyang no choice but to drink again.
Seeing her cheeks still faintly pink, without the slightest change, he was utterly dumbfounded.
My face is burning like a boiling kettle, and she hasn't reacted at all?
How can she hold that much liquor?!
But he couldn't keep drinking with Yan Ran like this.
What if I get blackout drunk and do something that tarnishes my glorious image? How would I explain it to Wen Shu? How would I face the friends who trust me?
Seeing Yan Ran about to refill his glass again, he immediately turned it upside down on the table.
By now, Qin Siyang was