Just as Wang Ye's divine soul began approaching elsewhere, he suddenly saw something strange.
All of Lin Xuan'er's subordinates were recklessly drinking, none of them stopping.
There wasn't a single person sober around, as if none of them were willing to continue cultivating.
They were completely immersed in the situation that easily enhanced their cultivation, losing all other thoughts.
"Come on, everyone, drink up."
"Today, that kid really hit the jackpot."
"Who would disagree? To be noticed by both Linglong and the boss at the same time shows that this kid truly has luck on his side."
Just as everyone was having such discussions, they suddenly started passing out drunk one by one.
It was evident that this wasn't their first time indulging like this.
The surrounding situation left everyone with no sense of crisis, causing them to completely abandon the idea of cultivating.
Seeing this, a cold gleam of Han Mang appeared in Wang Ye's eyes.
