Drinking ten jugs of white liquor is hard, but storing ten jars of wine in space is a simple feat.
In just thirty minutes, ten jars were emptied.
The water bandits' eyes widened as he inspected each wine jar.
He almost wished he could shove his head inside to check.
"Truly finished? You, are you a monster? Even our Second Master, who has the best tolerance among us, can only handle four jars at most!"
Xiang Ying wiped the corner of her mouth.
She had taken a sip while transferring it into the space.
Indeed, it was spicy but sweet aftertaste!
"So, are you not going to address me as your granny?"
"Granny, ancestor!" the water bandit begged with clasped hands.
He admitted defeat, having never seen a woman who could drink like her and was eager to report this to the Master.
Soon enough, the water bandit came back alone: "The Master said to let you go, come with me."
Xiang Ying followed him to go find Xiang Yuanshuo.
