209 Combat Lotus 2 (1/2)

Jun Wu Xie knew very well how strong the little black cat was after transformation, and especially after it had devoured the Golden Lion, its power had grown further. However, Drunk Lotus had been able to suppress and rendered the black beast helpless.

Jun Wu Xie had always thought that Little Lotus would be useful in other ways and his fighting prowess was even below the mistress herself, but through Drunk Lotus's actions today, it might be time to reassess that.

”You can fight?” Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes at the red faced Drunk Lotus.

Drunk Lotus who had been arrogant and egotistical with the black beast and grown subdued and meek as a mouse in front of Jun Wu Xie. He replied softly: ”I can fight the cat easily.”

”The contrast before and after is enormous.” Jun Wu Xie stated.

Little Lotus and Drunk Lotus had an immense contrast in their personalities, and fighting prowess.

”Snow Lotuses thrive on fine wine naturally, and without the nourishment of wine, my powers cannot manifest.” Drunk Lotus said sullenly. If not for that, he would not have been bullied all this time by that dastardly cat to such extents!

”He speaks the truth.” Jun Wu Yao said suddenly. He saw the interest his little devil was showing in Drunk Lotus and explained graciously: ”Snow Lotuses are supposed to look like this, the more fine wine they consume, they stronger they become. They are born with an insatiable thirst for wine, your little bumbling lotus's theft of the wine did not come about by accident.”

Jun Wu Xie nodded. If that was so, her contracted ring spirit was not as useless as she had assumed.

But…..

That was no excuse for Drunk Lotus to wreck and waste all these Jade Nectar!

Jun Wu Xie raised her hand and held Drunk Lotus's chin, as she said through narrowed eyes: ”If you need a drink, fine. But the wine here are off limits to you.”

Drunk Lotus gaped like a goldfish under the steely stare of those eyes and was unable to utter a single word, before he nodded, resigned.

Jun Wu Xie was satisfied and let go of his chin. She had been vexed with her lack of prowess in battle, and although the little black cat made up for it in a way, she had not been satisfied. If Drunk Lotus could add on to her arsenal of strong fighters, he won't be a shabby addition at all.