The Gambler Bai Sifei

"I'm just thinking about the future," Tom put aside his concerns for his sister. "You know, there aren't many threats on this side of the building for now."

"Hmm, it's good to be prepared. I like that about you," Bo Zai pulled out a wooden jar and offered it to him. "Want a sip?"

Tom shook his head. He didn't like drinking alcohol. People had shrunk, and their tolerance for alcohol had decreased significantly. Regular rice wine needed to be diluted with water, and Maotai, with its higher alcohol content, required even more dilution. In the end, the taste of what could be drunk was the same.

But just to have a sip of alcohol from the Maotai bottle, Uncle Seven's obsession had led Zeng Shisan to find Maotai in Old Street, resulting in the betrayal of 108 people to the black-clothed men.