Early next morning. 

When Lin Xun woke up, his head ached and his body was uncomfortable. These were the side effects from over-drinking.  

He drew a deep breath, circulated his spirit dipper qi around his body, and instantly dispelled the discomfort throughout his body. 

Only then did Lin Xun feel refreshed and his spirits lifted.

He realized that he had somehow made his way back to Old Mo’s warehouse. 

“With your alcohol tolerance, you competed with others in drinking?” 

Looking contemptuous, Xiaoman came over with a cup of hot tea and handed it to Lin Xun.

Lin Xun smiled bitterly, drank the tea in one go and said, “Miss Xiaoman, did you bring me back here last night?”

Xiaoman snorted, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she stared at Lin Xun. “However, although you don’t have a good alcohol tolerance, you performed very well in your breakthrough yesterday. I heard from Chief Xu that you opened up a first-grade aeth power reservoir called Eye of the Storm. You are indeed worthy of being called my little brother. Good job!”  

She affectionately pinched...