"Get up, pretending to faint in front of me? Aren't you afraid I'll give you a jab to keep you lying on the ground?" Mr. Zexian noticed the situation was unfavorable and kicked Jiang Jinchen, urging him to get up and strategize.
These women today are really going all out, clearly intending to make things tough for them.
If they continue playing foolishly, they're really afraid they'll drink themselves to death.
"One slip means drinking a whole bottle; no one can handle that. I'm done; I want to go home to my wife." Jiang Jinchen wiped away some tears and turned to make a run for it.
"Mr. Jinchen, hold on. Miss Rui Hui said that because you worked hard in the previous round, this time for the game, you're the one guessing. If you lose, Mr. Jie and Mr. Zexian drink."
The butler blocked the wailing Jiang Jinchen and continued to elaborate.
Jiang Jinchen hesitated, his narrow eyes squinting, a trace of disbelief passing through them.
