Chapter 78

"Is this the Three Cups Down?" He Dong looked at the liquid in the glass, which was as red as blood, and picked it up curiously, bringing it to his nose for a sniff. However, what surprised him even more was that the wine had no trace of alcohol smell; instead, it had a faint fragrance, like fruit or flower.

As He Dong carefully examined the Three Cups Down, Zhou Fuan walked over with a disdainful smile, picked up a cup of the bright red Three Cups Down, and poured it into his mouth without hesitation, as if he were drinking water rather than alcohol.

"Ah!" Zhou Fuan's action immediately drew a chorus of gasps.

Although the Three Cups Down was a special drink, it was not very expensive, and everyone who came here could afford it, so many had tasted this drink before.

Those who had tasted it knew that the Three Cups Down was extremely spicy, and drinking it felt like a ball of fire burning in the stomach. Therefore, people who drank the Three Cups Down would savor it bit by bit, and even then, they dared not drink too much to avoid discomfort. However, Zhou Fuan's behavior broke all the rules.

Of course, some people thought Zhou Fuan was showing off and wanted to see him make a fool of himself after drinking the wine. However, Zhou Fuan's performance clearly disappointed them; he not only showed no signs of losing composure but also appeared spirited amidst the gasps.

"Mr. Dong, I've already toasted first. Please, go ahead!" Zhou Fuan looked at He Dong with a smug expression, the gloom from the previous tie and loss now completely gone.

He Dong did not say much, smiled slightly, and, mimicking Zhou Fuan, closed his eyes and drank the wine in one gulp.

However, as soon as He Dong drank the wine, his expression changed. The smile on his face disappeared, his originally fair complexion turned bright red, and large sweat beads appeared on his forehead. These sweat beads evaporated immediately upon contact with He Dong's scorching skin, turning into white steam that hovered above his head.

Moreover, the most critical thing was that He Dong's body was swaying from side to side, as if he might fall at any moment.

"Brother!" "Brother Dong!" He Xi and Wang Xuewu, seeing He Dong drink the Three Cups Down in one gulp like Zhou Fuan, rushed to his side with concern, supporting him.

"Haha, with such a low alcohol tolerance, you still dare to drink? Mr. Dong, don't tell me you'll fall after just one cup; that would make my victory feel hollow!" Zhou Fuan, seeing He Dong's state, became even more smug.

"Kill him instantly! Kill him instantly!" Cheng Tianlei cheered excitedly from the side, and those on their side joined in, shouting, "Kill him instantly! Kill him instantly! Kill him instantly!"

"Haha, good wine! Really good wine!" However, just as everyone thought He Dong would succumb to the alcohol and fall at any moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, his face full of excitement.

"Huh? He didn't fall?"

"Truly a tough little cockroach!"

"Don't worry, if one cup doesn't make him fall, two cups definitely will!"

He Dong's reaction greatly disappointed everyone, especially Zhou Fuan and Cheng Tianlei, who had thought victory was in their hands. But He Dong had managed to hold on.

"Brother, are you okay? Can we stop drinking?" He Xi was scared by He Dong's earlier state and quickly tried to persuade him.

"It's fine! This wine is really good!" He Dong's face was still red, but his eyes were very clear.

In fact, although He Dong spoke calmly, he was internally in turmoil. He Dong's alcohol tolerance was quite good, about one and a half catties, which was the reason he dared to challenge the other side. Moreover, he had a secret weapon—the summoning space. He had planned to drink as much as he could and, if he couldn't, transfer the wine to the summoning space. With the summoning space, he was sure of victory.

However, when he drank the first cup of Three Cups Down, he was immediately frightened. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, a spicy sensation filled his mouth, and before it even reached his stomach, he felt a burning heat that seemed to be consuming him. He was certain that if the wine reached his stomach, he would definitely pass out. So, without hesitation, he transferred all the wine to the summoning space.

Even so, the residue in his mouth and the wine that had slipped down his throat accounted for about two-thirds of the total. However, these two-thirds were not enough to affect He Dong, so the image of He Dong closing his eyes was actually him savoring the unique strong wine.

"Don't be so smug just because you didn't fall after one cup. The Three Cups Down is not just a name!" Zhou Fuan remained arrogant and gave He Dong no chance to rest, quickly picking up the second cup and drinking it.

"To be honest, this wine is really good, and the first cup wasn't enough!" He Dong, not to be outdone, also picked up the second cup.

This time, He Dong was prepared. The second cup of wine seemed to enter his mouth, but in reality, it was all transferred to the summoning space before it even fully entered his mouth, with no residue left.

After the second cup, the scene fell silent again, and everyone's attention focused on the third cup. Everyone had a strange premonition that the Three Cups Down's curse might be broken today.

Sure enough, when Zhou Fuan saw that He Dong was still fine after the second cup, his eyes widened, and his expression became serious. Without a word, he picked up the third cup of Three Cups Down and drank it.

Although He Dong's face still had a rosy hue from the first cup, his expression was natural, and his eyes were clear. No one could tell that He Dong was about to pass out, so the third cup drew even more attention.

"Hehe, Three Cups Down, I wonder if I'll fall!" He Dong picked up the third cup with ease and drank it without hesitation.

"You...!" He Dong did not disappoint the crowd. He drank all three cups of Three Cups Down but did not fall, which made Zhou Fuan uneasy. He wondered if He Dong was immune to alcohol. Could he lose?

Zhou Fuan had grown up in a life of luxury, with no hardships or setbacks. Therefore, once his belief in a sure victory was shaken, he became flustered.

"Three cups don't seem to be enough to make me fall. How about a fourth cup?" This time, He Dong took the initiative and picked up the fourth cup.