Oh? [ Jiang Cheng asks blandly, watching Jin Ling barrel through his sequence of mistakes with skepticism and, if he's honest, at least a small amount of respect. It's impressive, doubling down that hard in an effort to save face. ] It looked like you were choking on the baijiu. But I guess that wouldn't happen, since you drink all the time.

[ A pause. Is it cruel if he tries to see how deep of a hole Jin Ling is willing to dig for himself? Does this make him a bad uncle? He has another sip of his own drink as he mulls this over. ]

Do you eat a lot of spicy food too?