The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1843 The Dragon Clan's Face Must Not Be Lost!

Throughout the entire hall, everyone—from the Ancestral Dragon to the dragon clan disciples and the maids beside him—stared at Lin Chen in shock.

How did this guy wake up again?

I drank the first glass and got drunk instantly, then woke up half an hour later. I drank the second glass and got drunk instantly again, then woke up again half an hour later.
Zu Long narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Pour the wine!"

A maid brought up a wine pot and refilled Lin Chen's cup.

Lin Chen held up the wine and smiled, "Senior, I have a low alcohol tolerance, but my advantage is that I sober up quickly. My drunken state is a little unseemly, so please forgive me."

Zu Long smiled and said, "Drink without worry. One cup of my wine is enough for an ordinary Golden Immortal. You, with your True Immortal strength, can sober up in half an hour. That's quite a unique skill. I'd like to see just how much you can drink. My wine is plentiful!"

Lin Chen laughed and said, "Then I'll drink as much as I want. After all, with such divine wine and such an opportunity, if I don't greedily drink a few more cups, I'm afraid I'll wake up in the middle of the night and have to sit up in bed and slap myself twice..."

Zu Long smiled and gestured for him to proceed.

Lin Chen picked up his wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then, unsurprisingly, collapsed again.

This time, however, no one laughed at Lin Chen anymore.

When Lin Chen first got drunk, everyone laughed at him for making a fool of himself. When he got drunk the second time, everyone thought he was really drunk this time. But no one thought that way the third time.

Lin Chen should wake up again, right?
Everyone subconsciously looked at Ao Yanjiang, who was standing at the very front. In the entire hall, Ao Yanjiang was the only one who was in a stable state. Even the golden-robed man who had been competing with Ao Yanjiang earlier was now flushed and somewhat unable to keep his composure.

Ao Yanjiang gritted his teeth, tilted his head back, and drank the wine down.

Originally, he just wanted to drink more immortal wine and gain more benefits, but now, because of Lin Chen's strange behavior, drinking wine seems to have taken on some other meanings.

The main hall was filled with dragons. If even a human True Immortal like Lin Chen couldn't outdrink them, wouldn't the entire dragon race be considered to have been humiliated?
This is the sacred land of the dragons, their territory. The dragons must not lose face!

A huge wave of dizziness washed over Ao Yanjiang. He tried his best to keep his body steady and closed his eyes to absorb the medicinal power of the immortal wine, waiting for the effects of the wine to wear off.

The most elite representatives of each race naturally compete with each other, not to mention that the Ancestral Dragon is watching from above. At this time, they have to fight hard and save face.
This was a banquet, but wasn't it also a test that the First Emperor was giving to everyone?

Didn't you see that the First Emperor's gaze lingered on Ao Yanjiang the longest? Isn't that because Ao Yanjiang performed the best and caught the First Emperor's eye?

Those elites from various races who felt they could still fight back mustered their courage and ordered a third cup of wine. However, after drinking the third cup, most of them collapsed, their remaining bodies swaying precariously, struggling to stay upright. The golden-clad man, Hu Hai, had a blood-red face and glazed eyes, as if he were dreaming. Looking at the black figure in front of him, he suddenly felt that the figure was like a towering black mountain, impossible to cross. A deep sense of defeat filled him, and with his mind faltering, he could no longer support himself and slumped onto the table.

Meng Ziyuan drank the third cup and, like Lin Chen, was completely drunk. Meng Shuyu and Meng Yijie, however, only drank the second cup, hesitated for a while, and gave up on drinking the third cup.

Although drinking one more glass might bring many benefits, Meng Yijie chose to stay sober.

There were quite a few people in the main hall who were acting within their limits. All the people who were still conscious were focused on Ao Yanjiang and Lin Chen. Even the people in the outer hall were closely watching the commotion in the inner hall and waiting quietly.

Half an hour later, Lin Chen climbed up from the stone table again and sat up straight.

His face was slightly flushed, and his eyes were clear, indicating that he had sobered up again.

Everyone couldn't help but start talking about it.

"How on earth did he do it?"

"Does he have some special hangover cure?"

"It's not that easy. These people are all Golden Immortals, or even Celestial Immortals. If we could easily withstand them, they wouldn't all be drunk."

"He said he sobers up quickly, but it's too fast! Even those immortals are completely drunk, but he only needs half an hour to sober up completely. If the alcohol wasn't poured out together, I would even suspect that he was drinking fake alcohol!"

"How much do you think he can drink? Is he some kind of person who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

"Could it be that even the Black Dragon Prince is inferior to him? Does that mean our entire dragon race has been wiped out in front of him, completely outclassed by him alone?"

"What kind of person is the Black Dragon Prince? He certainly won't admit defeat so easily. If he says he's lost now, wouldn't that be undermining his own morale and boosting the enemy's prestige?"

"Just watch, Ao Yanjiang definitely won't admit defeat."

Ao Yanjiang didn't open his eyes, but he could see everything happening in front of him clearly.

He knew very well that what was originally a competition and test between dragon disciples had now completely changed in nature.

The task of upholding the honor of the dragon race falls on my shoulders!
(End of this chapter)