Cao Yi put down Jue and licked his tongue, feeling nothing at all.

He turned his head and saw Xiang Yu looking respectful, as if a modern college student who had just debuted, saw his boss drying half a bottle of white wine over fifty degrees in one sip.

How poor are the people of the Qin Dynasty drunk?

"Master, you have a good alcohol tolerance!"

Yi Xiaochuan stuck his head out, stuck out his tongue, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Could it be that I am so drunk?

Cao Yi was a little suspicious of himself.

A strong woman came over with a wine jar and poured the lord back.

"Put down the wine jar"

Cao Yi said.

The strong woman was stunned for a moment, lowered the wine jar and stepped aside.

"Yu'er, don't you toast to the sir."

Xiang Liang's voice came again.

Xiang Yu picked up Jue, knelt straight, and said, "Yu is reckless and offended many people. Please forgive me."

Cao Yi picked up Jue, replied politely, and drank it again.

Xiang Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, hesitated for two seconds, drank Yijue's wine, and immediately coughed.

Ahem, it turns out that Chu Bawang’s alcohol tolerance is so poor?
Chapter completed!