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Mo Wuyou took the whiskey in the waiter's hand and shook it a few times. He then placed it on the corner of his lips and took a sip, turning around gracefully. Mo Wuyou said to the crowd, "Welcome to my place for a few drinks. Let me toast everyone here first."

As he spoke, he raised his glass high into the air.

"You're welcome, Son of Heaven