My husband Can Culti Chapter 479: Wine Fight

Chapter 479: Chapter 479: Wine Fight

"Forget it. You all can go now. It looks like this person ca prepared. We’ll just have to swallow this loss."

Jin Zizhen sighed, deciding not to delve deeper. Although he was very strong, Three Prefectures Town was ho to experts from all over. Picking a fight with the wrong person wouldn’t end well. Besides, the other party hadn’t cheated; they just didn’t want to reveal their true identity, and he had no reason to probe further.

"Today’s deathmatch ends here!" Jin Zizhen announced. "Everyone can go back and rest well. The auction officially starts tomorrow, with all kinds of Treasures for you to choose from, so make sure not to miss out!"

With that, he turned and left, not even bothering to greet the bigwigs. He was in a foul mood.

Another person in a foul mood was Tang Fei.

"Hey, when are you going to transfer that ten million to ? Don’t even think about backing out," Chen Baixiang said, staring at Tang Fei. "And by the way, rember to handle the transfer for your Porsche tomorrow! I’ll be taking the car with

now."

Tang Fei was grinding his teeth in hatred. He had lost terribly today—nearly twenty million, plus a Porsche sports car worth five million. Damn it all. Such terrible luck!

"Miss Chen, I’ll definitely give you the car and the money," Tang Fei said, his eyes suddenly darting about. "But you all made quite a bit of money today. Aren’t you going to treat everyone to a drink?"

Chen Baixiang was about to refuse when Yang Qi laughed. "Drinking sounds great. My treat. Tonight, I guarantee you’ll all drink your fill!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Fei couldn’t help but snicker to himself. This idiot actually agreed. He really isn’t too bright.

He had already made up his mind. Tonight, I’ll get Yang Qi drunk. Then Chen Baixiang will be mine to do with as I please. As for Yang Qi... after I get him drunk, I’ll definitely kill him! No survivors!

"We know a hotel. It’s a nice, upscale place. How about we go there?" Jiang Shan suggested.

They quickly understood Tang Fei’s intentions and decided to help him achieve his goal. Thus, the group headed to the hotel and found a private room.

Chen Baixiang lowered her voice and asked, "Mr. Yang, why did you agree to drink with them? What if you get drunk?"

"Don’t worry," Yang Qi smiled. "I can drink a thousand cups and not fall." For a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishnt Stage, drinking was a trivial matter. He had only agreed because he knew what Tang Fei was planning and intended to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, he would never drink with people like this.

"How about this? You’re one party, and we’re another," Tang Fei said, unable to wait any longer. "If you drink us under the table, tonight’s session is over. If we drink you under the table, all our previous bets are null and void. How about it?"

Jiang Shan tugged at his clothes. That’s too direct. If they aren’t stupid, they’ll refuse.

"That won’t do," Yang Qi laughed. "Your stakes are completely unbalanced. Even if we drink you under the table, we gain nothing. What’s the point? How about this? I’ve had my eye on that Jade Ring on your finger. If you lose, we’ll take the ring. Deal?"

"No problem!" Tang Fei agreed imdiately.

The five of them were bar regulars and good drinkers, especially Yagyu Youya, who was a Martial Artist. Although his Realm wasn’t high, he could still handle his alcohol well. This ti, they were certain they would win.

"Verbal agreents aren’t proof," Chen Baixiang said. "We should write it down. Otherwise, if you try to back out later, I’ll have no way to argue my case."

"Fine, no problem!"

The two parties drew up a written agreent and placed it in a box to the side. For good asure, they also set up a phone to record the entire drinking contest to prevent any accusations of foul play.

"We’re going to the restroom," Tang Fei said, leading the other four out.

Yang Qi said with a smirk, "You guys are really close, always going to the restroom together!"

In the corridor, Tang Fei took out five pills, one for each person. "These are sobering pills," he said with a cold laugh. "After taking one, alcohol will be broken down directly, and the excess liquid will be expelled as sweat through your pores. With these, we don’t have to worry about just the two of them. We could take on a hundred people and still win."

"Young Master Tang, you’re truly devious," Jiang Shan laughed. "They’re bound to lose this ti."

"This isn’t devious, it’s smart! Now, stop wasting ti. Take the pill so we can get back in there. I can’t wait!" Tang Fei’s heart was burning. The only thing on his mind was Chen Baixiang. He would not only win back everything he had lost, but he would also win her.

"Shall we begin?" Tang Fei asked, looking at Yang Qi.

"Yes, we can," Yang Qi said with a grin. "I’ll drink against the five of you by myself. Baixiang doesn’t hold her liquor well, so she’ll sit this one out."

"Mr. Yang is quite the gentleman. No problem," Tang Fei nodded. He was fine with that; it would be boring if she got drunk anyway.

But Chen Baixiang felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach. One person against five, and who knew what tricks they had up their sleeves? This was going to be trouble. However, when she recalled Yang Qi’s usual miraculous feats, she suddenly cald down. Yang Qi wouldn’t act so recklessly. If he dares to do this, he must be confident he can win.

Tang Fei and the others were already smiling victoriously. In their minds, this competition had no suspense; their victory was assured. After they won, they would make Chen Baixiang kneel and sing "Conquer."

In their minds, Yang Qi was a complete moron, the very definition of a liability. He was practically an enemy spy planted next to Chen Baixiang. They had never seen anyone so stupid.

"Can we start now?" Yang Qi asked excitedly.

At this point, even Jiang Shan felt a little sorry for Chen Baixiang. That idiot Yang Qi really is just a bookworm with no real-world experience. This is going to be a disaster. Even if Yang Qi can drink, the five of us can drink more. And more importantly, we took sobering pills beforehand. This is just straight-up cheating. You can’t beat a cheater, no matter how lucky you are!

"Yang Qi, let’s go over the rules," Tang Fei reiterated. "For every one glass we drink, you have to drink five. Understood?"

"Yes, I know," Yang Qi nodded.

"Hahaha, Brother Yang really is a straightforward man!" Tang Fei chuckled. What a moron.

Soon, two cases of liquor were brought into the private room. It was all foreign liquor, as Tang Fei and his friends couldn’t handle Chinese spirits. But these spirits had a high alcohol content, and their delayed kick grew stronger over ti.

Seeing the five tall, stemd glasses lined up in front of Yang Qi, Chen Baixiang nearly gasped. Those glasses are huge! Can Yang Qi really handle it? She wasn’t so much worried about losing as she was about Yang Qi drinking himself sick.