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“……?”
The fuck was he yapping about? A cup? A penalty drink?
Alcohol? Is it alcohol? Like, penalty alcohol? A drinking game?
It was an expression not commonly used in Murim today.
If used now, one might get ridiculed for having the stench of a boomer.
Did you perhaps live during the era of the Celestial Martial Emperor? was what people would ask.
Qing blinked her eyes.
It was an expression that anyone could recognize.
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