The man drank loudly, took a jar of wine, and placed it in front of Han Sanqian with a bang...
Everyone stared at Han Sanqian, completely looking like a dog who would lose face at any time if he didn't drink.
However, the surface is so, in fact, these people are happy in their hearts.
There are ten jars of spirits, not to mention Han Sanqian's small body, even if they are as strong as cattle, they will certainly not be able to drink two jars.
Against them, this is what the hell will happen.
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