Feng Jiuxiao said: "Is it okay? How good is it?"

The coachman held out a finger!

"One altar?"

The driver shook his head!

Feng Jiuxiao was startled!

"One hundred jars? Impossible, right? If you can drink ten jars, I'll lose!"

When the coachman heard that there was a hundred jars, he was so frightened that he shook his head quickly, "I can't drink a hundred jars! Even drinking water will kill me!"

"Then what does this mean?" Feng Jiuxiao also raised a finger!

The driver chuckled and said, "Keep drinking!"

"Keep drinking?"

"I can drink with anyone until the end and never fail! They all call me the God of Bacchus!"

Big Wolf was shocked, "Really?"

Pang Shiwu naturally didn't believe it, "What's the most you've ever drunk? Three jars? Or five jars?"

The coachman was startled and said, "Do you all drink in forums?"

"Then what are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about the cup!"

"What size cup?"

"Two taels of cups!"

"How many drinks can I have?"

"I forgot the specifics, but there are seventy or eighty cups!"

Pang Shishi was startled, "Seventy or eighty cups? That's only fifteen or six kilograms. That's less than twenty kilograms?"

Big Wolf also showed a disappointed look, "There are less than two jars for ten kilograms, and only half a jar for thirty kilograms, but it's okay, and the wine capacity is not small!"

The Dionysus driver was startled, "Only fifteen or six pounds? Less than two jars? You mean my emperor's drinking capacity is very small?"

Feng Jiuxiao comforted him: "You're not young anymore!"

The Dionysian Coachman said: "But I hear what you mean, you must have seen the best drinker! Then how much can he drink at most?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "I've seen one drink better than the other. I don't know who is the best drinker. Every time they don't drink enough, I don't know how much alcohol they have! How about you guys competing?"
Chapter completed!