Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 252 - 252 23 Ever-sober After Thousands of

Chapter 252: Chapter 23 Ever-sober After Thousands of Cups【Extra additions 8.9 for the downfall of the Silver Alliance’s Ashes】_4 Chapter 252: Chapter 23 Ever-sober After Thousands of Cups【Extra additions 8.9 for the downfall of the Silver Alliance’s Ashes】_4 Even if we back up 10,000 steps, you two were clutching those so tightly, obviously reluctant to let go.

Not to mention, if you really wanted to give it away, you should have simply handed it over directly. Why ask: do you want it or not?!

Freaking hell! did you just ask me whether I want it or not?!

I’m already full of ire!

Coming to the Western Army on an official trip, being on the mountains and in the rivers day and night, working relentlessly, after many sleepless nights, I still have to endure this humiliation. Now it feels like I’m being taken advantage of…

“Great Marshal, they aren’t eating.”

The two guys hurriedly lowered their heads, biting into the bones.

They finally understood why the Great Marshal had disregarded others. Because others, upon receiving them, ate the two bones together or at least bit one first before focusing on the other.

Only they, like fools, hadn’t thought of this and nearly lost out.

“You two damned things!”

Ma Daogong’s face turned blue.

He immediately glared at Lv Yun Cheng who failed to snatch a bone, “Pour the wine! What are you standing there for?!”

Lv Yun Cheng looked at his empty hands, speechless: I don’t have anything either, why doesn’t the Great Marshal say anything?

He quickly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, then grabbed the scoop to pour the wine. Immediately, he got a kick from Ma Daogong, “Dilly-dallying!”

Feng Yin still didn’t realize that while the bowls were large it wasn’t common practice to drink a full bowl of wine in one gulp. However, after seeing the generals toasting, he subconsciously thought it should be downed in one gulp because of his past life experience about drinking customs.

Although he felt a burning sensation down his throat, the alcohol content was only about thirty or forty percent, which seemed normal compared to what he used to drink. With his current level of cultivation, especially the powerful healing ability of the Spiritual Transformation Technique, he felt nothing more than normal after gulping down the drinks.

Therefore after the second refilling of wine, Feng Yin, adhering to the principle of ‘it’s impolite not to reciprocate’, raised his bowl and stood up first.

“Marshal Ma, I appreciate everyone’s hospitality. I’ll toast everyone back.”

He tilted his head back and drank…

Emptying it in one gulp, again.

Ma Daocheng’s facial muscles twitched subconsciously: “Divine Physician Nan is really spirited! Everyone, let’s do it together!”

He said, then gave a stern look at some generals.

The message was clear-

You lot better not embarrass me!

All the generals grimaced as they raised their bowls and drank.

Despite the fact that soldiers enjoy a good drink and can usually handle ten or more jugs without much trouble, the experience of downing three liters in one gulp was unprecedented.

After gulping down two bowls of wine one after the other in such a hurry, they started to feel dizzy and lightheaded, especially those who hadn’t eaten anything.

They all felt caught off guard by the Divine Physician, and were completely dumbstruck.

The arrogant lot were immediately humbled, feverishly eating their meat. Suddenly, one of the large pots was emptied.

It has always been the case that meat helps to absorb alcohol, so almost no one touched the several dishes of vegetables on the side.

“Bring more pots!”

Ma Daogong shouted.

Ma Daocheng used his eyes to intimidate the generals.

His intention was clear.

After losing two rounds, you are now being bullied at home. Isn’t anyone going to stand up and toast? Aren’t there a few here who want to redeem yourselves?

The generals lowered their heads to eat, failing to meet the Great Marshal’s gaze.

Toast?

I’m not stupid.

By the looks of Divine Physician Nan, he is a pro at handling his alcohol. He probably could down another ten or eight bowls with no problem. If I go up now and you all don’t follow, what if he keeps me there and I drown in alcohol? Can I survive that?

Would I still be respected by others afterwards?!

The Great Marshal has ordered… um, this is not a military order…

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[To be continued tonight]