Chapter 32

Then he took the bottle of Whisky, clinked it with Fergus, and began chugging it down.

Fergus's eyes widened. Did he think this was water?

But in less than ten seconds, Jonathan shook the empty Whisky bottle, not a drop left.

"Fergus, don't be shocked! But if you can't continue, maybe Britget can help you. As for the rules, I won't make it difficult for you, one bottle for one bottle is fine."

Fergus looked at the whiskey bottle with trepidation, wondering how he could possibly drink it. But with so many eyes on him, he couldn’t afford to lose face.

"What are you waiting for, Fergus? Do you want me to drink it for you?" Britget snapped impatiently.

If Fergus couldn't finish the whiskey, she would be extremely embarrassed.

Under Britget's scolding, Fergus's face turned bright red. Despite the pressure, he finally grabbed the whiskey bottle and began to chug it down.

He tried to fake