Looking at her blushing face and tears flowing, the little carpenter knew that she shouldn't drink much.

Or, I have never drunk alcohol.

He was a little confused about the behavior of the Fire Phoenix, and the table next to him had not been quiet for long before he heard the fat man making trouble again: "Bao, why is there a thick phlegm here? Damn..."

He cursed loudly, and amid his scolding, a group of rather embarrassed people walked into the door of the inn hall.
Chapter completed!