C386 The Revenge of the Demon Sect

When Chen Fann's eyes fluttered open once more, the young monk who had been at the table was nowhere to be seen.

He massaged his throbbing head and scanned the surroundings, about to utter a word when...

"That little monk's long gone, and let's face it, your tolerance for alcohol is pretty pathetic," Taotie ribbed him.

Despite Chen Fann's superior strength