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Tong Guan had no other choice. The small jar of extremely stinky medicinal wine was his only hope of survival.

Tong Guan picked up one of the pots with exceptional seriousness, and carefully covered it with his Kai Feng.

In order to prevent the spreading of the stench from waking up the guards, Tong Guan had originally planned to finish this jar of medicinal wine in one breath. However