After Spencer downed his glass, he began seeing double images. The dizziness made him faint, and he felt as though he had just been punched in the gut.

Xavion had no courage to go against his father, so he could only wait for Spencer to finish before proceeding to hurriedly swallow the remaining liquor in his glass.

By then, the time on Charlie’s stopwatch hadn’t reached a minute yet.

When Charlie saw the father and son duo gasping for breath, their faces flushed red, he grinned. He waved his hand and said cheerfully, “Come, now! Have a second drink. I’d like to trouble Master Fox to refill the wine glasses!”

Xavion’s legs were already beginning to sway, but he dared not disobey Charlie’s command. He could only tremble as he picked up the wine glass once again, and poured two more glasses for his father and himself.

Immediately afterwards, Charlie looked at the stopwatch again and said, “Let’s stick to the old rules. I’ll give you one minute each to drink your respective glasses.