Chapter 203: All Down With One Cup (2/2)

The rest also handed up their crystals, albeit a little hesitant.

They were not Hu Yifeng, which meant they did not have a lot of crystals on them. However…scraped together, the twelve brothers were able to pool five hundred crystals easily.

With a ”bam”, the third master slammed the crystals on the table. Bu Fang then poured a cup of wine for him.

Having carefully inspected this magnificent cup of wine, he couldn't contain his urges and drained the cup with one swallow.

This was his habit when it came to wine drinking. He differed from the learned, refined nature of people like Hu Yifeng. Instead, he was merely a burly brick, and doing shots was the common way to go.

But this wine was no common wine…

Bu Fang even stared in astonishment at the third master, who had drained it in one shot, before blinking his eyes.

Having drunk the wine with one swallow, the third master's face became instantly distorted. The amalgamation of fire and ice burst forth on top of the explosion from the three moires. Such rupture of sensations had the third master completely hooked. In short, he was on cloud nine.

Sure enough, the third master's face also flushed red. He pointed to Bu Fang as his eyes rolled, but he toppled over and hit the floor before taking out a single step, descending into a deep sleep.

Another case of down with one cup…

The rest of the Thirteen Bandits were shocked out of their wits. This wine really could make one pass out after one cup… damn it, that was truly enticing. They couldn't wait to jump at it and give it a try.

But not after long, they scurried out in dejection having learned of the skyrocketing price.

The seventh master couldn't decide what to do. When he stepped into the store earlier, he was still clouded with a lingering fear. It was in this very place… that he was stripped mercilessly and then had to sprint back to the inn stark-naked. It was a complete disgrace to his reputation. He was back in the same spot, now with a completely different state of mind.

Evidently, he did not have any crystals left. He had lent all of his to the third master. His pocket was completely empty at this point.

”My apologies, this store does not allow anyone to leave it on the tab. So please leave if you do not have any crystals.” Bu Fang was simply ruthless.

The seventh master ground his teeth in anger, as fumes of rage rose from his body. He only wanted to drink a cup of wine. Why was this so difficult?

Whitey's plump figure could be faintly seen inside the kitchen. The seventh master's heart sank. His mind replayed the all too memorable scenes from before, and so he instantly chose to exit the store without a second thought… Making trouble in the store? What a joke… He did not want to relive the streaking.

And so, the Thirteen Bandits came in a formidable flood, but left carrying two weaklings, who were knocked out cold after one cup of wine, back to the inn. This was infuriating… some of them didn't even get to taste the wine.

The Thirteen Bandits carried their two brothers and walked out of the alleyway, only to bump right into Ni Yan and a sleepy Ye Ziling.

”Such a strong wine scent, are they drunk?” Ni Yan twitched her nose and murmured.

Afterwards, she pulled Ye Ziling before Bu Fang's store.

However, there was a long line in front of the store.

The rich wine fragrance that drifted out of it made Ni Yan's heart itch.

Ye Ziling was unaffected though, since she hadn't developed any concepts about alcohol yet.

”This Owner Bu is quite intriguing. Last time when I visited the store I complained that his wine wasn't good enough. This time he had already issued a new wine. Could it be that he wants to compete with the ”Dragon's Breath”?” Ni Yan felt exhilarated. This was the first time she came across a wine that could possibly be compared to the old drunkard's Dragon's Breath.

The two didn't try skipping the line, and instead honestly stood behind Fatty Jin and his crew.

...

In front of the Gate of Peaceful Tranquility of the Imperial City, two figures slowly sauntered out. Ji Chengxue was dressed in a brocade robe, with a jaded crown on his head. A smile hung on the corners of his mouth as he walked out of the palace.

Besides him, there was a eunuch also wrapped in a brocade robe. He was the long absent, aged Lian Fu.

”Uncle Lian, let's go to Owner Bu's store, or else we'll miss the fine wine.” Ji Chengxue beamed.

Lian Fu pinched his orchid-shaped fingers, nodded his head, and cleared his throat before saying: ”Your Majesty, your wish is my command.”