“Bro, you must be kidding, this Mengpo Ghost wine is so strong, if you really drank so much, you have died already now.” Said a young girl in yellow, smiling covering her lips.
Cang Qian was a little angry and said, “What? Don’t you believe me?”
The girl in yellow looked at Cang Qian and said hesitantly, “Well…”
Angrily, Cang Qian patted the table and said, “Waiter, another ten jars of wine.”
Xue Yan froze there for a bit and hurriedly seized his hand, “No, no need, I believe everyone word you said.”
The price of Mengpo Ghost wine was too high, more importantly, you can’t drink it all, you can’t return it.
Disapproving, Cang Qian shook off Xue Yan’s hand and said, “It’s no use that only you believe me. I want to convince them.”
Xue Yan, “…”
Cang Qian raised the wine jar and drank it all.
The girl in yellow elbowed Xue Yan and said, “Yan! Rumor has it that only heavenly class masters could drink the Mengpo Ghost wine in one gulp!”
Xue Yan’s face changed and she said, “I don’t think so. Maybe he just has a good drinking capacity.”
A girl dressed in purple looked at Cang Qian and said, “You are really a big drinker!”
Cang Qian smiled happily and said, “Of course.”
Xue Yan bit her lips, wanting to cry but having no tears.
“Bravo! Bravo!” Seeing that Cang Qian finished the third jar, a few girls applauded for him.
The girl in yellow looked at Cang Qian, winked and whispered to Xue Yan, “There can be no mistake. Up to now, except for the heavenly class masters, no one has ever been able to drink three jars of Mengpo Ghost wine at a time.”
Xue Yan bit her lip and said, “Maybe the waiter made a mistake. It’s not Mengpo Ghost Wine at all.”
The girl in yellow shook her head and said, “I know the smell. It can’t be mistaken.”
Xue Yan murmured, “It’s impossible.”
“Yan, you hooked up with a heavenly class master!” The yellow girl twinkled her eyes and said with great excitement.
Qian Ye felt his chin and said to Mo Fei and others through sound transmission, “Those girls over there are guessing whether Cang Qian is a heavenly class master.”
Mo Fei looked at the girl in red wearing a complicated expression, secretly thinking in the heart: those girls are too conservative! Only guessing Cang Qian is a heavenly class master, that guy is a old monster far exceeding those heavenly class masters!
Qian Ye looked at Xue Yan and gloated, “That girl is tough enough! She still hasn’t cried. Cang Qian ordered so many dishes, it’s not enough even if you sell her like a thousand times.”
Su Rong shook his head and said, “Look at that girl. She looks like she’s scared silly. She even doesn’t know how to cry, I guess.”
Qian Ye nodded and said, “That makes sense!”
“Yan, this guy has drunk eight jars of Mengpo Ghost wine.” The girl in yellow elbowed her and said.
Xue Yan bit his lip and said, “Yes!” Eight jars of the Mengpo Ghost wine. How many star crystals would they cost!
The girl in yellow said in a mysterious tone, “I heard that my grandfather once said, those who can drink three jars are at least heavenly class masters, five, at least at the middle stage of heavenly class, above seven, at least the late stage of heavenly class.”
Xue Yan looked at Cang Qian like dull, and secretly said to herself: Is this a master of the late stage? Aren’t they supposed to have white hair, white beard and a wrinkled face? Why does this guy look so…young…
Cang Qian blinked at Xue Yan and said, “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Because she thinks you are handsome.” A girl in green grinned.
Although Cang Qian was a big drinker, but, after drinking so much wine, he was also a little tipsy, and his face flushed.
“Am I handsome?” Asked Cang Qian.
“Yeah, very handsome!” A group of girls kicked up a fuss as they saw his honest and ingenuous appearance.
“Cang Qian looks so pure! This guy hasn’t never been in relationship, I guess?” Qian Ye said thoughtfully.
Su Rong frowned, “No way! He has lived for so long.”
“Perhaps, it’s true, ten thousand years ago, I heard those female cultivators were very conservative.” Lou Yu said blandly.
“He can only be liked by girls who don’t know his true face.” Qian Ye said sourly.
“Outrageous! Who does this rat come from? How dare you touch my people?” A young man stormed over with a bunch of people followed behind.
“Pretty boy, what are you doing?” The young man looked at Cang Qian surrounded by a group of female cultivators asking with both anger and jealousy.
Mo Fei looked at Qian Ye and others, saying through sound transmission, “This guy called…Cang Qian pretty boy?”
Qian Ye nodded. “I guess.”
Zheng Xuan shook his head, saying with emotions, “If you live long enough, nothing can surprise you.”
Mo Fei nodded with deep approval, “Yes!” He not only saw a girl dallying with the old monster Cang Qian, but also saw someone pointing to the nose of the Cang Qian and called pretty boy, commendable courage, commendable courage!
The girl in yellow got up, looking at them with some dissatisfaction, “Li Hong, are you crazy?”
“Huang Ran, you are also haunted by this little pretty boy?” The boy was full of anger.
Xue Yan frowned and said, “Li Hong, what talking nonsense are you talking about?”