Chapter 457: Drink at Night (1/2)

Chapter 457: Drink at Night

Translator: LawEditor: Hitesh

Did Wuzhi Qi admit his guilt? Did he admit being defeated? Was he frightened after being beaten up?

No one thought in this way.

Everyone who knew about Wuzhi Qi’s personality deeply realized that, for the very first time, this monkey admitted his guilt and made an apology. But this was only because he was planning on something bigger, probably a thunderstorm. And when Wuzhi Qi let his sky-devouring rage burst out, the one who would be the first one to be affected would be this newly promoted young man, Earl Yao!

However, people who had paid attention all noticed that Ji Hao’s Flame Dragon Sword had easily pierced into Wuzhi Qi’s lower abdomen and the fact that Ji Hao cracked Wuzhi Qi’s skull with the mountain and river stamper, even nearly putting him to death.

Flame Dragon Sword, mountain and river stamper, both of these two treasures were immensely powerful pieces that even ordinary Magus Kings had no way to attain. Ji Hao possessed both of them. With the power and resourced Ji Hao had, tense times between Ji Hao and Wuzhi Qi were totally predictable.

In less than seven to eight minutes after the celebrating banquet was suspended, Wuzhi Qi sulkily left the Town Hall after acknowledging his guilt. After that, the others began drinking and eating and having fun again, as much as they liked, to celebrate this great victory that was not so easy to achieve.

The banquet lasted for a whole night, then a whole day. Until late night of the second day, people finally had enough joy and left the Town Hall. Countless badly drunken people were held by their servants and guards, sitting on vehicles or mounting on mounts, or staggering back to their residences in Pu Ban city. Some people who were attacked by the strong effect of alcohol stood in open field, yelling and shouting. Such kinds of hysterical cries made by those crazy drinkers could be heard from a big half of the Pu Ban city.

Ji Hao didn’t go back to the Fine Jade Snow Palace. Instead, he was dragged to Si Xi’s house by Si Wen Ming.

Around that straw-roofed cottage, a chubby group of hens huddled in the yard while two roosters raised their heads from time to time, turning and looking at the surrounding areas. By the gate of the yard, a few domestic iron-teeth wolves were lying on the ground with their heads put on the doorsill, lazily snoring.

Upon a bonfire set in the main living room, a few fleshy lambs were grilling sizzlingly. Oils oozed out of the grilling lamps while the dense, attractive scent spreading out.

On the burning charcoal fire, a few opened giant vats contained delicious wine and already were burned hot. Just the flowing strong scent of wine could make people feel slightly drunk.

Ji Hao took off his shoes and socks and sat on the perfectly clean floor next to the fireplace. Two maidservants, who were wearing long black dresses and had their hairs coiled into buns and tied up with red silk ribbons, walked over silently. They cut off a few slices of lambs with a stone knife and placed those in a clay plate, serving it to Ji Hao.

The movements of the two maidservants were slow and beautiful. They scooped out amber-colored thick wine out of a vat, poured it into a bronze cup, then politely served to Ji Hao.

Si Wen Ming stood aside, pointed at Ji Hao’s cup and said while smiling, “Try this dragon-bone wine made by my Abba himself. It had been stored in a secret cave that is densely filled with earth power for a hundred and eighty years. It’s really not bad.”

Ji Hao picked up the bronze cup which was decorated with embossed patterns of lightning bolts and clouds, slightly fiddled with it then give an appreciating glance at the glowing wine, which looked like a beautiful piece of amber. After this, Ji Hao drank it off.

The wine was strong. Ji Hao felt like a glowing red iron stick had just poked directly into his lower abdomen through his throat. A scorching hot stream of power surged through his body and spread straight out like a roaring flood. Ji even showed his teeth because of the great heat brought over by that wine, while a thick layer of sweat drops oozed out from his body. He stretched his arms and legs, which caused a series of bone creaking noise. A small cup of wine had actually improved his strength by quite a lot.

“Dragon bone wine?” Ji Hao curiously looked at Si Wen Ming and asked.