Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 515: Not Drunk Enough

Chapter 515: Chapter 515: Not Drunk Enough

Chen Xuan, holding up his now-empty glass, looked at the fatty with meaningful eyes. "It’s finished, your turn!"

"I..." The fatty was a bit cowardly.

But under the current circumstances, it would be impossible for him to get away without drinking.

With no other option, the fatty had to bite the bullet and start drinking with his head tilted back.

Halfway through, the fatty started to struggle, feeling a burning sensation in his stomach, and several times he thought about giving up.

Yet Cao Yan kept winking at him from the side, signaling him to finish the drink because, after all, it would be too embarrassing for so many of them to chicken out right from the start!

Having no choice, the fatty had to continue drinking with a resigned determination.

By the time he swallowed the last drop of liquor, the fatty felt the world spinning and nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Double happiness, come on, I’ll toast you another!"

Chen Xuan opened another bottle of alcohol and passed it over.

The fatty, frightened, went weak in the knees and promptly conceded, "No... no, one bottle is enough!"

The one bottle had already burned his stomach, drinking more would be risking his life!

"Coward!" Cao Yan cursed.

Then, Cao Yan winked at a muscular man beside him, "Da Zhuang, you’re up!"

This Da Zhuang had the best alcohol tolerance among their group, and Cao Yan and the others had never seen him beaten. Now was the perfect time for him to show his mettle.

Da Zhuang stepped forward without hesitation, his presence dominating as he looked down at Chen Xuan with a raised chin and an arrogant face.

"Kid, you can really hold your liquor, huh! Come on, let’s blow through a bottle first, just to rinse the mouth!"

Da Zhuang spoke casually, picked up the bottle, and started guzzling down the liquor.

Before long, a bottle of baijiu was emptied, and although Da Zhuang’s face was slightly reddened, he showed no other reaction.

"Da Zhuang is awesome!"

Cao Yan and the others, thrilled, gave Da Zhuang a big thumbs up.

Da Zhuang basked in their admiration, pride written all over his face; then he noticed that Chen Xuan’s bottle of baijiu was also drained.

Da Zhuang snorted, "Not bad, let me toast you another, let’s go ’Three Yang Prosperity’!"

As he spoke, Da Zhuang emptied another bottle of baijiu in one go.

Cao Yan and his crew watched Chen Xuan with schadenfreude.

Chen Xuan had already consecutively finished two bottles of baijiu. A normal person would have been unconscious by now, and this was going to be the third bottle - could this young man in front of them really take that?

But before their glee lasted too long, Chen Xuan had already followed suit and downed his drink.

Seeing another empty bottle in Chen Xuan’s hand, Da Zhuang felt utterly uneasy inside.

On the surface, he might have appeared calm and composed, but in reality, it was just a bluff.

Indeed, he could drink a lot, but he had his limits.

Two jin of baijiu was roughly Da Zhuang’s limit; any more than that, three at the most, and he would be totally out for the count.

And yet, here was Chen Xuan, who had just polished off three whole bottles of baijiu and still seemed fine, utterly unbelievable!

Not just Da Zhuang and his friends, even Han Jingting, watching Chen Xuan gulp down three bottles of baijiu, was shocked beyond words.

She had never known that Chen Xuan could drink so much!

Chen Xuan put down the empty bottle without a word and opened another one, handing it to Da Zhuang.

"We finished ’Three Yang Prosperity’, now it’s time for ’Four Seasons Wealth’!"

Without a second word, Chen Xuan drank first in respect.

After finishing the fourth bottle, Chen Xuan did not pause and straightaway opened the fifth.

"Abundant harvest of the five grains!"

Then the sixth bottle, "Everything going smoothly!"

The seventh bottle, "Seven Stars Shine Bright!"

When the seventh bottle of baijiu was finished, the whole private room was already dead silent.

Everyone was looking at Chen Xuan with an expression of horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

In one breath, seven bottles of baijiu?

Is this even human anymore?!

Forget seven bottles of baijiu; they couldn’t even manage seven bottles of mineral water!

After finishing the seventh bottle, Chen Xuan took a temporary pause, looking meaningfully at Da Zhuang.

"Alright, I’ll stop here for now and wait for you; it’s your turn to drink!"

Smash!

Da Zhuang, with a stunned expression, dropped the bottle from his hand, and it shattered on the ground.

"I... How about we call it quits? We’ve both drunk about the same amount..."

Drink seven bottles? What a joke. No matter how capable Da Zhuang was, he didn’t have that kind of ability!

However, no sooner had he finished his sentence than Chen Xuan’s face fell, "Didn’t I say it was just a mouthwash? Giving up before we even started, what, were you raised on mouthwash?"

"I..." Da Zhuang was livid.

Fucha Rongcan’s face darkened; Cao Yan and the others were toasting Chen Xuan as a show of force and to get Chen Xuan drunk.

Now they were the ones being humiliated by Chen Xuan, and Fucha Rongcan couldn’t stand it.

"Da Zhuang, don’t you embarrass us!"

Da Zhuang’s face changed. He knew very well that if he truly embarrassed Fucha Rongcan at this point, he might as well not be able to mix in this circle anymore.

Spurred on by Cao Yan and the others, Da Zhuang decided to risk it all.

He picked up the bottle and chugged it down his throat.

After the third bottle, Da Zhuang’s head began to feel heavy, and his legs started to wobble, signs that he was reaching his limit.

But Da Zhuang didn’t stop there; he continued onto the fourth bottle.

After the fourth bottle, Da Zhuang felt as if a fire was burning in his stomach, causing discomfort.

This time, Da Zhuang really couldn’t hold on anymore.

Meanwhile, Cao Yan was unremittingly egging him on, "Da Zhuang, keep drinking! Drink!"

Gritting his teeth, Da Zhuang roared and picked up the fifth bottle to drink.

But after only a couple of sips, Da Zhuang felt his stomach churning like a raging sea.

The next moment.

Splatter!

Dada Zhuang couldn’t hold back any longer and vomited on the spot.

Cao Yan and the others were instantly disgusted.

"Da Zhuang, what’s wrong with you, get up and keep drinking!"

But at this point, Da Zhuang was already so drunk he was unconscious, lying on the ground like a dead pig, unable to even lift his eyelids.

Chen Xuan let out a cold snort, "This brother is not so good, uh? He sinned just by gargling, and I haven’t even started yet."

"So, does anyone else want to drink with me?"

Chen Xuan looked at the remaining scions.

One by one, they retreated in terror, not wanting to end up like Da Zhuang, getting doused like a dead hog.

"What about you? Should I honor you with a few bottles?"

Chen Xuan turned to Cao Yan.

Although Cao Yan was reluctant, he did not dare to face the challenge.

With a huff, Chen Xuan sidestepped Cao Yan and the others, and went straight to Han Jingting.

"Are you alright?" Han Jingting asked nervously.

Chen Xuan smiled faintly, "I am. I haven’t had enough to drink."

Han Jingting paused, then let out a laugh.

Without another word, Chen Xuan took a seat right between Han Jingting and Fucha Rongcan.

Fucha Rongcan’s face turned sour.

He had had the chance to get close to Han Jingting and have a good exchange, but now it was all ruined by Chen Xuan, how could he not be furious!

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