Zuo Xiaoduo probably also felt that the atmosphere was just right today. He had the mood and the feelings for it, so naturally, he would drink until he was drunk.
Of course... if he got drunk, wouldn't he also be able to dodge an embarrassing performance? His earlier imaginings didn't count, did they? Only getting outright drunk would truly let him escape this calamity, and no one could hold him accountable afterward-this was what Zuo Xiaoduo was really thinking.
There was another point, of course: In all my life of drinking, I have never been drunk. I rather want to taste what drunkenness feels like...
-In his entire life thus far, Lord Zuo had drunk a grand total of six times, yet had never once been drunk.
-Each time, he had merely taken a little sip with his dad. It would have been a miracle if he had gotten drunk!
Over here, cups kept passing back and forth amid extraordinary merriment.
Master Zuo had completely let himself go, his drunken eyes hazy as he draped his arms around people's shoulders. Every so often, he hugged Li Chenglong's shoulder and poured his heart out. "Zhongzhong! I really love seeing you swollen all over... come on, bottoms up."
Li Chenglong drank this cup in trembling apprehension.
Then he pulled Li Changming into an embrace for a heart-to-heart. "Sleepy, you sleep all fucking day, and your cultivation increases from sleeping. That's a wonder in itself. Say, if you slept forever... wouldn't you become invincible under heaven? Come on, drink this!"
While silently cursing, You're the one who should sleep forever until you're invincible under heaven, Li Changming put on an expression of wholehearted brotherhood and drained his cup.
Time flew during such happy hours, and before long, most of the guests had left.