Struck, the Drunk Martial Artist recoils, then bounces upright off the gourd, ready to strike again. You brac…
Struck, the Drunk Martial Artist recoils, then bounces upright off the gourd, ready to strike again.
You brace yourself. But instead, he yanks the copper coin pendant from his waist and tosses it aside, as if casting off a promise.
"Come! Drink!" he bellows with laughter.