"Alcohol, didn't you want to drink?" Chu Xuan poured a glass for Zheng Zha and pushed it in front of him.
"This isn't fake alcohol, is it?" Zheng Zha picked up the glass, smelling the fragrant aroma. "It smells like sugar water, not like alcohol."
Taking a sip, Zheng Zha's eyes lit up immediately, saying: "The taste isn't bad, rich, fragrant, tangy. What kind of alcohol is this?"
"Fruit wine, obtained from Wukong. Last time we drank, I saved some." Chu Xuan replied.
"Uh, while I was in Mexico, you guys were drinking at the base. That's not fair." Zheng Zha finished the drink in his glass, feeling a slight energy flowing within his body, "Sun, is there any more of this alcohol?"
"Yes, I'll give you ten bottles." Sun Wukong took out ten large bottles and, despite Zheng Zha's "how could I take this," put them into his own storage ring.
"Let's talk business." Zheng Zha straightened his face, "Liu Ziqiang and the others, were they part of your calculation?"
