Chapter 1198 - 1198: Average Drinking Capacity

"Interesting, everyone should take a look."

After reading the contents of the invitation, Qiu Junxian's lips curled into a slightly playful smile, and he casually handed the invitation to the person on his right.

That person read it, then passed the invitation to the next person, and so it went...

"Prince, are you hiding something from me?"

Noticing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, Lin Bingqiao fixed a piercing gaze on Wang Zhiping's face.

Wang Zhiping frowned deeply, saying impatiently, "Do you find this interesting, doing this all day long?

Do I need to report everything I do to you?"

Lin Bingqiao's expression changed several times, and before she could speak, someone else intervened, "Young Master Wang, what's going on here?"

Everyone else at the table also looked at Wang Zhiping, most of them showing dissatisfaction in their eyes.

"Why is everyone looking at me? Did something happen?"

Wang Zhiping appeared puzzled, reaching for the invitation that had already made its way to him, then looked angrily at Ma Digua, saying, "Who told you to do this?"

Ma Digua was dumbfounded, [expletive], what does this have to do with me?

However, before he could speak, Wang Zhiping continued, "I just told you that Young Master Qiu and Young Master Wei would be attending this gathering; who told you to put everyone's names on it?"

"Uh..." Ma Digua suddenly understood; they were trying to push the blame onto him.

As for why they chose him and not someone else...

It was probably because he wasn't born and raised in Kyoto.

Thinking of this, Ma Digua glared fiercely at Xiao Feng, shifting most of his anger onto him.

But at this point, he could only say, "Sorry, I also just handed it over to my subordinates to handle; it's my lack of oversight that caused this mix-up."

The group of wealthy second-generation kids looked at each other knowingly, already accustomed to this type of blame-shifting process.

The truth didn't really matter; in fact, no one cared about the truth; everyone was just thinking about how to save face.

As long as they could maintain appearances, everything else could be worked out...

With glasses clinking and cups exchanging, the atmosphere gradually resumed.

It seemed as though to showcase the hospitality and warmth of the Kyoto circle, Xiao Feng, an outsider, since he sat down, hadn't had the chance to pick up his chopsticks as drinks continuously appeared in front of him.

However, it was mostly from Wang Zhiping's people.

Xiao Feng internally chuckled, guessing that these people were probably planning to get him drunk and then find a way to make him lose his head, say something inappropriate, or do something he shouldn't.

"Just drinking from cups is no fun, why don't we switch to bottles?"

After dealing with one round of toasts, Xiao Feng stood up and suggested.

Everyone around him was stunned, shocked at Xiao Feng's drinking capacity.

With one cup holding about three ounces, Xiao Feng had already had seven or eight cups, meaning he'd drunk at least two pounds.

This was the basic amount for someone who drank professionally in public relations, but for an average person, it was quite frightening.

"Since you're so keen, let's switch to bottles," Wang Zhiping agreed.

In his view, this was a sign that Xiao Feng was losing himself, as men often played down alcohol after they'd drunk too much.

However, the next question was, who would go up to have a drinking contest?

Wang Zhiping definitely wasn't going to do it, and the others exchanged glances, finally all looking at... Ma Digua.

"..." Ma Digua was a bit overwhelmed.

What happened to brotherhood?

Just because he wasn't born and raised in Kyoto, did it mean he deserved to be bullied like this?

"Digua, I know your drinking capacity; at worst, I'll have someone take you home later," Wang Zhiping came over, patting him on the shoulder.

Ma Digua was almost in tears, thinking that if he really downed an entire bottle of white liquor, he wouldn't need to be taken home; he'd need to be taken to the hospital.

Before long, a whole crate of white liquor was placed on the table.

Xiao Feng opened the crate, took out two bottles of white liquor, then unscrewed them, pouring a little into two bowls.

This left everyone puzzled; weren't they supposed to drink straight from the bottle?

What did pouring it into a bowl mean?

Soon, everyone understood...

Xiao Feng picked up a lighter from the table and, taking two paper napkins from a box, lit them and threw them into the bowls.

"Whoosh!"

A blue flame burned fiercely in both bowls.

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "See, everyone, this isn't fake alcohol."

After speaking, he placed the two bottles of white liquor on the table with a thud and made a welcoming gesture to Ma Digua, inviting him to choose freely.

Taking a deep breath, Ma Digua randomly took a bottle of white liquor in his hand, his throat unconsciously swallowing.

"Come on, bottoms up!"

Xiao Feng didn't give him much time to react, clinking his bottle against his.

"Clink!"

With a crisp sound, Xiao Feng tilted his neck back and began drinking.

The contents of the bottle visibly decreased, as everyone's eyes widened further.

This, this... do people from Jiuyou Town drink like this?

"Boom!"

The empty bottle was placed on the table by Xiao Feng.

Little did he know, just based on his earlier drinking action, Jiuyou Town's reputation had already been tarnished.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have cared.

"Your turn!" Xiao Feng raised his hand, smilingly looking at Ma Digua.

At this moment, Ma Digua understood how difficult it was to find oneself between a rock and a hard place.

If the situation were simply about disrespecting Xiao Feng by not drinking, he would have decisively chosen not to drink.

But crucially, this bottle also carried with it his personal reputation.

If he chickened out, he wouldn't be able to lift his head in the circle in the future.

Drink!

He must drink!

He had to drink!

With a resolute attitude, Ma Digua raised the bottle, loudly declaring, "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for what you're about to see!"

After that, he began to guzzle.

"Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!"

In three gulps, he'd already downed a third of it.

To cheer and support his "brother," Wang Zhiping led a round of applause, making the scene very lively.

However, the applause barely lasted two seconds before Ma Digua spewed out a mouthful of alcohol.

Then...

With a thud, he fell to the floor, his body starting to convulse.

Wang Zhiping's smile froze on his face, his mouth twitching madly along with it.

This was indeed a disgrace!

"Bleurgh!"

Convulsing on the floor like a caterpillar, Ma Digua vomited, his face a mess.

"Quick, take him out and get him to the hospital!" Wang Zhiping called out urgently.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but chuckle, thinking it seemed like this guy had made some progress; at least he knew to send a brother to the hospital first.

Amidst the flurry, Ma Digua was carried out of the private room.

Looking at Xiao Feng, who seemed perfectly fine, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

At the same time, they firmly decided that no matter what, they wouldn't drink with this guy!

Because this wasn't just drinking; it was outright risking one's life.

To down an entire bottle of white liquor and not have any reaction, can you believe it?

"Ba Ge's drinking capacity is truly awe-inspiring!" Wang Zhiping said, his face dark.

Xiao Feng modestly replied, "It's just average; my drinking capacity is only around mid-level where I'm from."

This statement made everyone exchange glances once more.

Take note: next time you encounter someone from Jiuyou Town during a drinking session, it's better to make a quick escape.