The second bowl!
Ren Botao and Ye Fan finished at almost the same time!
After two bowls of liquor, even with his considerable capacity for alcohol, Ren Botao was beginning to feel tipsy.
His face was a deep red, and his tongue seemed to swell.
But in contrast, Ye Fan still appeared calm and collected. “Big brother, how about we stop here and call it a draw?”
Ye Fan’s strength was at the Martial Emperor level; his body was immune to all poisons. How could a few liters of white liquor possibly intoxicate him?
At this moment, Ren Botao realized something was off. “Kid, you’re quite interesting! I didn’t expect you to be such a good drinker. Heh, I want to see just how long you can last… A draw? Impossible! When it comes to drinking, I, Ren Botao, have never conceded to anyone… Bring it on…”
Ren Botao picked up his bowl and once again tilted his head back and downed another!
In fact, three bowls, which is a liter and a half, was the normal amount for Ren Botao. After the third bowl, his body began to sway, and his speech slurred, “It’s your turn! If you can’t… can’t drink, then admit defeat and get the hell out of the Ren Family…”
“You… you think the Ren Family wants this? You think our father and grandfather… really want to ruin Xueying’s happiness and marry her off to that scoundrel Feng Hanshao? We have no choice… The Ren Family is facing difficulties; we must have the Feng Family’s support, otherwise the entire Ren Family is doomed…”
“Goddamnit, that bastard Feng Hanshao. Having me serve him food is one thing… pouring his drinks and moving his table and chairs, I’ve put up with that… but to make me, actually make me put on his shoes for him… Damn, what the hell is he…”
“He sits there talking while our father has to stand… carefully waiting on him, I’ve had enough…”
“Kid, you need to be tough… If you can take down Feng Hanshao, your brother supports you, and is rooting for you…”
Ren Botao was completely inebriated, his head swaying, spouting all sorts of nonsense, but he was revealing his true feelings.
Indeed, Ren Xueying was forced to make an arrangement with the Feng Family, but the Ren Family was not willing, and the whole family was against it.
Feng Hanshao?
Ye Fan also heard a familiar name!
Back in Cloud City, in Su Yixue’s factory, Priest Yan set up the “Eight Sons Filial Piety to Mother” formation, intending to deploy the Seven Stars Lethal Formation against Su Yixue. After Ye Fan took down Priest Yan, he had confessed that it was the Ancient Martial Feng Family’s young master, Feng Hanshao, who had ordered him to take action.
Ye Fan had not yet settled the score with Feng Hanshao for targeting the Su Family. Was Feng Hanshao now turning his attention to the Ren Family as well?
If that was the case, then he could settle both new grudges and old scores together.
“Don’t worry, big brother. With me here, Xueying won’t suffer the slightest grievance! As long as she’s unwilling, she doesn’t have to marry anyone!” Ye Fan glanced over at Ren Xueying next to him and mischievously winked.
“Hmph! This Brother Fan, so naughty…” Ren Xueying muttered with feigned annoyance.
Ye Fan clearly had a high tolerance for liquor but pretended to be weak and vulnerable, tricking his big brother into drinking recklessly without holding back!
“Big brother, you’re drunk. How about we don’t drink any more? Let’s call it a day?” Ye Fan could feel that Ren Xueying’s big brother, Ren Botao, wasn’t a bad person at heart.
“Drunk? Who’s drunk? I’m not drunk… Come on, let’s keep drinking, pour the drinks…”
Gulp!
After the fourth bowl, Ren Botao could no longer stand and was about to drop to the ground. Explore stories at empire
Ye Fan quickly reached out to hold Ren Botao up, “Big brother, you really are drunk… Someone, come help big brother get some rest…”
“I’m not drunk! Get lost!” Ren Botao waved away the bodyguards who came close and slung his arm over Ye Fan’s shoulder, “Brother-in-law, let’s continue drinking… You… I really like you, let’s drink more…”
“If we drink well, you’re my dad, you’re my grandpa. Let’s not talk about my sister… heh, even my wife is up for grabs…”
Pfft!
Ren Botao was indeed magnanimous, even uttering such remarks about sharing his wife.
Ye Fan was speechless, while Ren Xueying on the side turned red with shy indignation, “Big brother, what nonsense are you talking about?”
“I’m not talking nonsense… Acknowledging this brother-in-law is way better than that bastard Feng Hanshao, right… You all agree, don’t you… don’t you? Otherwise, if Xueying marries… marries that guy Feng Hanshao, we’d all have to become… become dogs…”
It’s said that people who are drunk, although they might spout nonsense, actually have clear minds.
Ren Botao was evidently in that state!
Even though some of what he said was gibberish, the logic behind it was sound.
It would be far better for his wife to make herself useful to Ye Fan, than for the whole family to be dogs for the Feng Family, right?
“Enough!” A powerful reproach rang out from the entrance of the hall, as a man dressed in a Zhongshan suit stepped in, “Ren Botao, you’re drunk and making a fool of yourself here? Get out!”
“Dad? You’ve come?” Ren Botao’s eyes were a bit hazy, but upon seeing the middle-aged man, he recognized him, “Am I drunk? How could I be drunk just like that… Haha, well done, lad, great brother-in-law, you can drink even better than me… You’re a real man, losing to you is not shameful… Fair and square…”
“Woof, woof, woof!”
The next moment, Ren Botao actually started barking like a dog, then stretched out his hands and flipped upside down, propping himself up on the ground with both hands, continuing to bark while attempting to crawl out of the hall.
I’ll fuck your ancestors to the eighteenth generation!
Ren Zhenghua saw his son like this and his face went as black as a pot lid.
Dammit!
How did I end up with such a creature?
“You scoundrel!” Ren Zhenghua’s face muscles twitched with anger, and had it not been for Ye Fan’s presence, he probably would have wanted to kick Ren Botao and send him flying right there.
He obviously couldn’t outdrink the other person yet insisted on competing in drinking. They already said no betting, but that pig-brained Ren Botao just had to make a bet!
When Ye Fan and Ren Xueying arrived, Ren Zhenghua got the news and had been discreetly observing from the sidelines.
Seeing Ren Botao’s behavior getting more and more out of line, Ren Zhenghua had no choice but to step in and reprimand him!
“Won’t someone come and drag him out, get him some Sobering Soup?” Ren Zhenghua said, somewhat exasperated. There were still so many guests to entertain that evening, and if he was drunk, how could he attend to those guests?
“Yes!”
A few bodyguards also noticed that the family head was truly angry and hurried to help Ren Botao up.
Bam!
Before the bodyguards could get close, Ren Botao, due to his drunkenness, had weakened arms and directly smashed his head onto the ground, howling in pain. Yet, he still wouldn’t let the bodyguards near, “No one come over, I’ll kill whoever comes closer!”
At this point, Ren Zhenghua wished he could find a cloth to cover his face!
I don’t know this creature, it’s too embarrassing!
Ren Xueying also felt somewhat sheepish standing by, unsure of what to do.
Ye Fan gave a slight smile and nodded at Ren Zhenghua, “Let me handle this… I happen to know a bit about medicine, so I can help big brother sober up first…”
As he spoke, Ye Fan stepped forward, grabbed Ren Botao’s shoulder with ease, pulled him up, and before Ren Botao could react, the powerful Qi force from Ye Fan’s arm had already surged into Ren Botao’s body!
Hisss!
The next moment, under the facilitation of Ye Fan’s powerful Martial Arts Qi, 360 fine streams of liquid squirted out from Ren Botao’s skin surface. Controlled by Ye Fan’s Qi force, they coalesced into a few water balls in the air and then precisely fell into several large bowls on the table!
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the exact alcohol he had just drunk!
This… Qi Manifestation, Telekinesis… These are at least the strengths of a Martial Master Venerable, and above the Martial Emperor Level…
Could it be that Ye Fan, standing before them, really possessed such formidable strength?