Zhao Gang raised his second cup, looked at the two Dwarves, Balin and Thorin, and said warmly,
"This second cup is called 'Deep Affection and Profound Loyalty'!"
"To the friendship between Great Xia and the Dwarf Clan-we only wish we'd met sooner!"
Balin looked down at his refilled bowl. The taste of the liquor still lingered in his mouth, leaving him wanting more.
When he heard "friendship-we only wish we'd met sooner," he immediately felt those words were absolutely right!
The people of Great Xia had helped them, had the equipment the Dwarves needed, had fine liquor, and were incredibly welcoming. He couldn't have dreamed of better allies.
Drink! I have to drink!
And so another bowl went down.
By now, Zhao Gang had already raised his third bowl, his smile undiminished.
"This third cup is the most important!"
"It's called 'Create the Future Together'!"
"Here's to joining forces, beating the Demon Clan until they piss and shit themselves, and driving them out of the Terra Continent!"
After several cups, Balin and Thorin were both getting into the spirit. Hearing this, their blood surged, and they roared,
"Exactly!" "Well said!"
They raised their third bowls and drained them again.
Including the opening bowl, they had now downed four bowls in a row. Even with Balin's astonishing capacity, his stomach felt as if it were on fire.
He had just been about to catch his breath and have a bite to eat when Zhao Gang filled another bowl.
"Commander Balin, those three cups just now represented the respect of our Command Center."
"This one is from me, Zhao Gang, personally, to a hero like you!"
"You led your people all that way, fighting through the Demon Clan's encirclement. You struggled, bled, and sweated for the future of the Dwarf Clan. You