"Damn it, Luofeng, I remember this is Shanghai, right? Aren’t you the host?" Lin Xiaoyun complained.
"Although I am the host, in front of our generous Mr. Lin, I can’t steal your thunder, right?" Luofeng replied.
Li Bo Kai chimed in, "Yes, Lin Xiaoyun, it’s just a meal. You wouldn’t be stingy, right?"
Chen Dali joined in to help, "Who are you underestimating? Mr. Lin would be stingy?"
"Alright, I beg you guys. Is it okay if I treat you?" Lin Xiaoyun couldn’t even be bothered to complain; these guys ganging up on him - what could he say?
Li Jie awkwardly asked, "Luofeng, should we?"
Luofeng said, "Stop babbling. Just pick a lady to join, and then you can have your North-South War, three-on-three. If you win, Lin Xiaoyun foots the bill. If you lose, I’ll pay. How about that?"
Li Jie confidently said, "Don’t worry, bro. We won’t lose!"
"Young fella, it hasn’t even started yet, so don’t be too sure!" Li Bo Kai joked, "In a bit, we’ll show you what true skill means!"
Li Jie, like a fearless young calf, said, "Let’s give it a shot then. We all have a brain on our shoulders, who’s afraid of whom!"
This guy has watched too much Bright Sword.
Xu Shaoyuan and Zheng Zeyao didn’t speak. It was their first time joining such an event, so they seemed a bit reserved.
But after a few drinks, the mood lifted.
Xu Shaoyuan and Zheng Zeyao’s reserved attitude improved quite a bit.
They started chatting actively.
As anticipated by Luofeng, the trio of Chen Dali, who frequented bars, showcased their prowess, completely overshadowing Li Jie and his group.
However, Chen Dali and the others had to admit that these newcomers made quite a fierce initial onslaught, not something an average person could fend off.
With small reinforced glasses, nearly like three liang’s worth, downed in one gulp?
And they could go for a second cup without a break?
How many rounds could an average person withstand?
Fortunately, after two cups, these guys seemed about to tip over.
The subsequent onslaught significantly slowed down.
Luofeng sighed, "Li Jie, it looks like you guys are about to lose!"
Li Jie tried hard to stay sober and raised his voice, "No, we can still drink!"
Then, he raised his wine glass.
Luofeng didn’t stop him.
But for some reason, even though Li Jie appeared about to give up, he seemed to have suddenly unlocked some hidden potential, or something, and became quite fierce.
Also, he started talking a lot.
"Luofeng, I really like her. This era is disgusting. Why is it that feelings ultimately get hurt by indifference? With my deep affection, she says I’m a flatterer."
"Luofeng, do you think offering a true heart has any use?"
Luofeng sighed and said, "Of course it has use, a true heart is very important!"
"But why doesn’t she care about my true heart?" Li Jie’s voice started to choke.
"Because she’s not worth it!" Luofeng comforted him.
"Alright, alright, let’s have another drink!" Leng Luofeng poured wine for the sentimental Li Jie, but before they managed to drink it, the one who had just unlocked his potential suddenly collapsed onto the sofa in the booth.
Fortunately, there was a lady around to keep the mood, looking after him.
This guy was indeed quite lucky.
Li Jie was right, this era is disgusting; true feelings are never really something worth talking about.
After all, when one encounters someone they like or someone attractive, anyone can have true feelings, right?
Be nice to you?
Be sincere to you?
If you marry a beggar, they’ll definitely be sincere, won’t they follow your every whim?
But?
Would you marry?
Conversely, men are just the same. Would they choose a girl who’s explosively unattractive? Even if they choose, it’s just a reality of helplessness.
People have feelings, but more often than not, people care about benefits, that’s all.


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