1150 Black Cloud Faction (1/2)

”Wah! Zhufeng, don't you think that's a little too much? How could you make such a claim?” Liu Chen said.

Hu Ben nodded and said, ”Yeah! You shouldn't be cocksure like that! Or you'll get beaten up!”

Ning Yuchen did not believe Chen Xiaobei either. ”There's someone in the 8th Regiment who can drink better than Hu Ben. If you match with him, I'm afraid you'll be vanquished!”

Chen Xiaobei merely shrugged at the comments and said nothing to defend himself.

He was no longer that youth who was eager to win a fight. He no longer felt the need to convince everyone that he was right. Whether he was received with praise or skepticism, he would just laugh it off and not take anything to heart.

Because he understood that no one else knew him better than himself.

On his chest was the Cleansing Bodhi from Duobao Rulai. It was releasing its Special Abilities on him.

Purify, preventing the invasion of dust or poison. Everything cleansed.

That was the Spiritual Ability of the Cleansing Bodhi. It separated the harmful toxics in the liquor that Chen Xiaobei had drank and cleared them from his body.

Which was why whatever Chen Xiaobei drank just now was equivalent to water!

That was the reason he claimed that no one in the universe would be able to drink more than he.

He was not tooting his own horn. He was merely stating a fact that Ning Yuchen and the rest knew nothing about.

Chen Xiaobei did not explain it to them and they did not pursue it any further.

After that, none of them dared drink too much. They settled to chatting and munching, enjoying each other's company.

”I think I was wrong about Hu Ben liking this place. He likes the people here!” Chen Xiaobei raised a new conversation topic.

When Sister Hua came to make a toast, Chen Xiaobei noticed that her relationship with Hu Ben was pretty special. Then all throughout their time there, Hu Ben would steal glances at Sister Hua. Even a fool would know that there was something going on between the two of them.

”Ahem… I don't know what you're talking about…”

Hu Ben blushed and pretended to be really fascinated by the dishes in front of him.

”So, there is a story!” Chen Xiaobei giggled.

”Of course there is! And it's a romantic story of a hero saving a damsel in distress!” Liu Chen blurted. ”Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman called Sister Hua. She gave up the chance to be selected by the temple and came to Silver Plume City to start a small business. She would run it until her ten years is up and then return to her land!”

”Whoa, hand on a minute! What do you mean gave up to be selected by the temple?” Chen Xiaobei interrupted.

”Well,” Ning Yuchen began to explain. ”During their 10 years' service, if any Northern Wilderness soldier is afraid to die or is not confident that they would be selected by the temple, they can opt to resign from their positions as soldiers. After which they could choose to either to return to their homes or live in the nearest capital city. They will be forcibly sent back to where they came from once their 10 years is up! The referrals of the people who choose to leave after their resignation will not receive any sort of remuneration. But the referrals of those who are sent back forcibly will receive a payment of 30,000 Spiritual Stones!”

”So, you're saying that other than the 150,000 Northern Wilderness soldiers here in Silver Plume, there are also foreigners who had abandoned their posts but did not leave?”

”Yup.” Ning Yuchen nodded. ”There are nearly 150,000 of them! Sister Hua is only one of them. A lot of people can't take being attacked by those beasts on a daily basis…”

”Excuse me! Do you guys want to listen to my story or not?”

Liu Chen crossed her arms.

”Yes, yes, yes. Continue your story!”

Chen Xiaobei nodded.