After saying that, he stopped looking at Panzi's expression. He leaned back in his chair, a glass of liquor between his lips, and downed the nearly two ounces of 56-degree baijiu in one gulp.,Panzi saw this scene and his fingers curled slightly. He didn't speak, he just picked up the white wine on the table and poured himself another cup.,Wu San Sheng shook his head with a sigh, then lowered his gaze to the menu in his hand, which was almost covered in markings.。