C197 A Golden Orchid of Brotherhood

"Phew. "

The three of them entered a small pub and drank happily.

Mo Kuangdao had already drunk an entire jar of wine, but his eyes were not blurred. Instead, his eyes were brighter and brighter as he drank. He said, "How satisfying! This is the wine that a man drinks! Although the bamboo leaves here are a little inferior, they are more or less a little drunk