The Ancient River Sect disciples and those with military experience were like two strong cords, binding the eleven people together.
The drinking session was halfway through, and the atmosphere was lively.
Zhou Leng was forcibly pushed into the position of "Senior Brother of the Blue Star Branch of the Ancient River Sect" and was toasted repeatedly, inevitably drinking a bit more.
No matter how strong the True Qi, it couldn't enlarge the bladder, and he went back and forth to the restroom several times.
Fortunately, the restroom was inside the large private room, which was very convenient.
The more they drank, the more they talked, and everyone gradually let down their guard.
"What do you think the Ancient River Sect really is?"
"It's hard to say. There are too many cosmic civilizations."
"We don't even know the origin of the Civilization Judge, let alone a major force like the Ancient River Sect."
