"Refreshing!"
Ning Fan shouted heroically, "Bring the wine!"
A clever young girl quickly picked up a small wine glass.
"Too small."
Ning Fan stood up, picked up two jars of wine from the table, and handed one over, "If you're a real man, finish this jar."
This time, Ning Fan wasn't trying to make things difficult for the other party. It's just that the atmosphere tonight ignited his full-blooded passion and heroic spirit, with an air of drinking to the fullest.
Hearing these words, the man who came to toast had a flash of disbelief in his eyes.
He was originally an ordinary member of the tribe, whose family was killed by the Sea Clan, but he was powerless to avenge.
Having learned that Mr. Ning had annihilated the Sea Clan, he gathered his courage to come and offer a toast.
Before coming here, he didn't dare to hope that Mr. Ning would reciprocate; he just wanted to express his gratitude with this bowl of wine.
