Seville painfully got up, burped and said, "Wait... wait a minute, I'll drink again."
"Then I'll just keep holding it until you drink." An Ning said very firmly.
Seville didn't want the beauty to keep holding the cup, so he hurriedly picked it up and chugged it down.
"Impressive!" An Ning praised. "You're becoming more and more like the men from our country, amazing."
"Are the men from your country good at drinking?" Seville didn't like her tone, as if Z Country's men were so strong.
"Yes, the men from our country can basically drink half a kilo in one go." An Ning said proudly.
"Half a kilo?" Seville had no concept of the quantity of alcohol. "How much is half a kilo?"
"This cup is one 'liang', a half kilo is ten cups!" An Ning replied.
"Ten cups? Well, I've already drunk four, so drinking six more will meet the standard, right?" Seville, already soaked in alcohol, was very defiant.
