Chu Lingyuan's gaze flickered. He looked at Qin Yun. "Was that... Master just now?"
Qin Yun's expression tightened. She stood up and left without a word. 'The secrets surrounding Su Chen seem to be even greater than I imagined...'
...
On Wei Zhenghong's Floating Island, the lights were bright, and more and more people were arriving.
Zhao Ming, Jiang Mufeng, Zhang Heng, and even some people he had never seen before—everyone who should and shouldn't have come was there. Each one of them came to toast Su Chen, their words a mix of amazement, curiosity, and subtle probing.
The liquor at Wei Zhenghong's place was anything but ordinary. Even with Su Chen's current physique, he could barely handle it, so he could only pretend to be unable to hold his liquor.
He waited until everyone's attention was elsewhere before having Wei Zhenghong escort him out.
He didn't know the trick to directly expel the alcohol from his system, so he had to wait for his Gulping Stomach to break it down.
