Chapter 17 - 18-19 - Martial World people say ’all gall
In the spacious courtyard room, Jiang Dali heartily drank his burning knife wine while devouring the sliced five catties of cooked beef.
The fragrance of the wine filled the room, luring the two bearded mountain bandits, who stood at the door, to repeatedly twitch their noses and swallow hard.
"Ha!"
Jiang Dali let out a burp from the alcohol, feeling he was about half-drunk, so he took a few more bites of beef to accompany his drink.
Drinking was not an easy task, and drinking a lot without getting drunk was even harder.
Drinking tested one's constitution.
Jiang Dali's constitution was naturally extraordinary, which meant his tolerance for alcohol was also commendable.
However, he knew that his current capacity for liquor still fell far short of the standards for that future mission he had in mind.
The hero from that mission was reputed to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, consuming wine by the jarful.
To catch the hero's eye, one first needed an extraordinary ability to hold liquor.
Musing over this, Jiang Dali's slightly drooping eyelids suddenly brightened as he finally spotted a new post about Black Wind Village popping up on the Jianghu Forum.