Qin Hao's face turned pale; he had never drunk strong liquor before, but he was well aware that downing a glass in one gulp was no simple feat.
Xia Qing was also startled, "Dad, Qin Hao doesn't drink regularly like you, what's the rush to drink so fast?"
Xia Yingjie said with a smile, "I'm just happy today, Xiao Hao, Uncle drank up, so you drink as much as you can."
Qin Hao gave a wry smile as he looked at the wine in his glass, "Since Mr. Xia has drank up, how can I, as the younger one, not do the same? I'll drink up too."
Having said that, he tilted his head back and drank it all at once, immediately feeling a burning spiciness radiating from within.
Xia Yingjie said, "Good tolerance there, I'm sure Uncle's liquor won't make you drunk, come on, let Uncle pour you another."
Qin Hao quickly grabbed the bottle before Xia Yingjie could, pouring him another glass, "How could I let you pour, Mr. Xia, when I'm the younger one?"