The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1842 Fine wine! Fine wine!
"Serve the wine!"

At the Emperor's command, the maids moved through the hall, pouring a cup of wine for each stone table.

Zulong sat high on the main hall and said with a smile, "This wine was brewed by my own hands. It can improve physical condition and enhance strength. It will also help with breaking through realms. However, it is quite strong. Everyone should drink according to their capacity and not overindulge."

Everyone raised their glasses: "Thank you, Ancestor!"

The wine cups weren't large, and the wine inside was only about two ounces. Since most of the people present were at the Golden Immortal level, they naturally didn't take this small amount of wine seriously. Everyone picked up their cups and drank the wine in one gulp.

The wine flowed down his throat, and before he could even taste it, Lin Chen felt a buzzing in his head, his vision blurred, and he collapsed headfirst onto the stone table.

This sudden turn of events attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing Lin Chen pass out drunk on the table, many people showed mocking expressions.

That's it?

The Celestial Palace envoy is far too weak; he was easily defeated with just one cup of wine!

The main hall was filled with Golden Immortals, and Lin Chen, a mid-stage True Immortal, was undoubtedly at the bottom of the pack, so his resistance to the immortal wine was naturally the lowest.

After the dragon disciples finished their drinks, their faces were flushed and their eyes were glazed. Although they were not as drunk as Lin Chen, they were all tipsy and clearly intoxicated.

Zu Long glanced at the unconscious Lin Chen and chuckled, "If you all feel that you can hold your liquor, you may add more wine to your cups."

Everyone closed their eyes and tried their best to absorb the immortal wine. The hall was silent for a moment.

Those sitting at the front were all elite disciples from various races, and their strength was basically at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm. After a brief period of intense dizziness, they recovered.

Ao Yanjiang raised his glass: "Ao Yanjiang of the Black Dragon Clan, please have a drink!"

A maidservant walked over, carrying a wine pot, and refilled Ao Yanjiang's wine cup.

Ao Yanjiang took a deep breath, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing Ao Yanjiang's reaction, the man in gold, whose seat had been taken by Ao Yanjiang earlier, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Hu Hai of the Golden Dragon Clan, please have some wine!"

The maid poured wine for Hu Hai, who drank it all in one gulp. His face quickly turned blood red, his eyes became glazed, and his body swayed slightly.

Elites from various races around them loudly announced their names, after all, this was a good opportunity to show their face in front of the ancestor, so how could they let it go?
Many people, despite being quite tipsy, couldn't help but feel greedy as they experienced the benefits of the celestial wine. They all asked for more, but they were still quite self-aware and didn't dare to loudly announce their names.

Many people felt dizzy and swayed as soon as they drank their second glass, collapsing onto the table and immediately starting to snore.

Emperor Zulong sat high up, his gaze sweeping over the drunken people, finally settling on those in the front row, a satisfied expression on his face.

These are all the future of the dragon race! He knew very well the power of this wine. A dragon with the strength of an ordinary Golden Immortal could only withstand one cup, and those who drank too much were simply drunk.

He was also eager to see how many drinks these elite disciples could withstand.

Ao Yanjiang and the others drank their second cup, all closing their eyes and trying their best to absorb the medicinal power of the immortal wine. After all, such an opportunity was rare, and it would be a real pity to miss it.

Just as everyone was trying to absorb the information, Lin Chen, who had fainted at the table first, suddenly started to move.

He raised his head from the table, shook it, and sat up straight again; his eyes had regained their clarity.

"Excellent wine! Truly excellent wine!"

All eyes turned to Lin Chen, their expressions filled with shock.

Didn't this guy just pass out drunk? How come he's recovered in such a short time?
This hangover cleared up way too quickly!

The drunken dragons were snoring loudly, showing no sign of waking up.

Zu Long looked at Lin Chen with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He hadn't expected Lin Chen to wake up so quickly. According to his estimation, Lin Chen's strength was such that he would be drunk after just one drink, and it would take him at least a day and a night to sober up. But how long had it been? He had woken up so quickly.
Zu Long laughed and said, "If Special Envoy Lin likes it, please drink a few more cups. Don't be shy... Pour wine for Special Envoy Lin."

A maidservant gracefully approached and filled Lin Chen's wine glass.

Lin Chen raised his glass with both hands and laughed loudly, "Thank you, senior!"

Lin Chen downed the wine in one gulp, and that familiar dizziness enveloped him once again. Lin Chen slumped onto the stone table again with a clean and decisive motion.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Lin Chen fall to the ground.

This is right!

On the other side, Ao Yanjiang, who was trying to absorb the medicinal power of the immortal wine, closed his eyes again. About half an hour later, Ao Yanjiang opened his eyes, his eyes were clear again, and the color in his face had faded a lot.

"Ao Yanjiang of the Black Dragon Clan invites you to a drink!"

A maidservant brought forward and refilled Ao Yanjiang's cup.

Ao Yanjiang was about to drink from his wine cup when Lin Chen, who was lying on the stone table, suddenly stirred. He shook his head and sat up straight again.

"Good wine! Good wine! Such good wine, we must drink more!"

(End of this chapter)