C1888 Black Antelope

The Black Tiger sensed the problem, but it was difficult for it to escape. It did not know how to escape, nor did it know how to escape. This thing was like alcohol. It knew that it would vomit if it drank too much. It would be uncomfortable, but once it smelled the wine, he could not help but pick up the cup and keep telling himself in his heart... Two taels, two taels, two taels