Chu Zhiyuan raised a hand.
Song Tianhai quickly shrank back to dodge.
But he was supported by Ye Baichao, causing both of them to stagger and retreat awkwardly.
Chu Zhiyuan only made a feint, not truly attacking, with a half-smile, "Reacting so quickly, are you truly drunk?"
Song Tianhai had been punched earlier and was now like a startled bird, his dodge just an instinctive reaction, extremely swift.
This dodge nearly exposed the truth.
Everyone could see that even if he was drunk, he was only slightly so, not to the point of delirium.
He was indeed using this as an excuse to act drunkenly!
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him mockingly.
As they say, plans cannot keep up with changes.
Originally planning to take advantage of Song Tianhai's drunken disorder to teach him a harsh lesson and vent some anger.
But as he was about to make a move, a better idea suddenly struck him.
Simply physically teaching him a lesson would be satisfying but not harsh enough.
