Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Chapter 147: Clue to the Demonic Emperor Old Man!
Even until the very end, Su Zhengchen didn’t eat the peanuts that Wang Chong brought. Even so, the fact that he allowed Wang Chong to bring it to the chessboard was already a huge improvement.
Once it had started, there was no stopping it anymore!
Ever since Su Zhengchen chose not to stop Wang Chong, the entire matter spiraled out of control.
The second day, Wang Chong brought a plate of braised beef.
The third day, Wang Chong brought a few plates of side dishes.
And on the fourth, Wang Chong finally brought… a bottle of wine!
“What’s this?”
Su Zhengchen finally came to the limit of his tolerance. A deep crease sat on his forehead, indicating his displeasure. He seemed to abhor alcohol a lot.
Su Zhengchen had seen many powerful figures in his life, be it Emperor Taizong, the monk living in the great snowy mountains in the western Ü-Tsang, the Northern Turkic Khan of the Sacred Lands of the Sun, as well as the various generals and powerful officials from Gogouryeo, Abbasid Caliphate, Charax Spasinu, and many other countries.
But none of them dared to act so rowdily before him. At the very least, none of them was as carefree as Wang Chong.
The peanut on the first day was one thing, and he could still overlook the braised beef on the second day. However, what he brought afterward was getting more and more overboard.
Putting aside the various side dishes, he even brought alcohol here today.
What that should have been a tranquil and refined chess match suddenly changed in tone due to Wang Chong’s actions!
“It’s wine!”
Seemingly oblivious to Su Zhengchen’s displeasure, Wang Chong replied casually. As he said so, he placed a wine cup right before Su Zhengchen and poured some wine into it.
“I don’t drink!”
Su Zhengchen frowned, not even sparing a glance at the cup of wine Wang Chong offered him.
“Drinking causes inefficiency. As the offspring of a clan of generals, shouldn’t you understand this logic?”
Su Zhengchen’s eyes were cold.
Even though it had been sev
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.