Tang Yi casually found an empty seat and lightly instructed,"
"Waiter, give me a pot of good wine, a few dishes to go with the wine, and two big bowls of rice.”
"Alright, please wait a moment."
The waiter nodded and immediately ordered the kitchen to light the fire.
The forthright man was already a little drunk. When he heard the voice, he turned to look at Tang Yi. Seeing that it was the young man from the afternoon, he had a good impression of him, so he smiled and said,
"Brother, we meet again."
"Yeah, we meet again."
Tang Yi smiled at the forthright man.
It was only then that he realized that there was a bamboo stick leaning against the corner of the wall to the right of the other party. It was completely green and crystal clear, emitting a dazzling treasure light under the reflection of the candle flame.
"Brother, you must also be someone from the martial world. It's a long night and you're very lonely. Are you interested in coming over to have a bowl?”
As the forthright man spoke, he picked up an empty bowl and placed it opposite him. He lifted the wine jar and filled it up. Then, he looked at Tang Yi in a friendly manner and extended an invitation with his actions.
"That's what I was thinking."
Tang Yi smiled faintly and sat down.
He was already quite curious about this man. When he saw the green bamboo stick just now, it further confirmed his guess. Since the other party took the initiative to invite him, he would naturally accept it.
"Please!"
The forthright man picked up his wine bowl.
"Please!"
Tang Yi picked up the wine bowl.
The two wine bowls lightly clinked, producing a crisp sound. Then, they were brought to his mouth. Gulp, gulp, gulp. His throat rolled, and the strong wine entered his throat in large mouthfuls. His stomach was burning.
"Please!"
The forthright man finished a bowl of strong liquor, filled it up again, and raised his head to drink again.
"Please!"
Seeing that he was so bold, Tang Yi naturally did not want to fall behind. So, he imitated him, picked up the second bowl of wine, and drank it all in one go.
And so on.
The empty bowls piled up higher and higher, almost piercing through the ceiling of the inn.
He drank seven or eight jars of wine.
"Brother, your cultivation is profound and your alcohol tolerance is extraordinary. I haven't had such a good time in a long time.”
The forthright man put down the empty bowl and laughed heartily.
At this moment, the gloomy clouds between his brows seemed to have dissipated by more than half.
"I'm ashamed to say this, but this Tang's use of internal energy to dissolve the alcohol was actually a bit of a trick.”
Actually, Tang Yi did not like to drink.
As the saying goes, if you drink too much, you will lose your mind.
If a person wanted to stand firm in the martial world, he had to stay awake at all times. The key to staying awake was to stay away from alcohol and women.
Because she didn't drink, she couldn't hold her liquor.
Helpless, Tang Yi could only use his internal energy to dissolve the alcohol.
"For Brother Tang to be able to tell me so honestly, it means that you're an honest person. Just this point alone makes you much better than those hypocrites.”
The forthright man picked up the wine bowl and gulped it down.
"Hmm? Surnamed Qiao?"
Tang Yi's eyes flashed.
While the two were talking, a seven or eight-year-old child wearing a tiger's head hat and holding two shiny candied haws hopped into the inn.
He looked around the hall as if he was looking for someone. Then, he walked straight to the forthright man.
She came in front of the man.
He asked in a childish voice,
"Are you Grandpa Qiao Feng?”
"I'm Qiao Feng, little kid. Why are you looking for me? Where's your family's adults?"
The forthright man was Qiao Feng.
When Qiao Feng heard the boy's words, he was slightly curious. He couldn't figure out why a child would come looking for him.
"As expected!"
Tang Yi's eyes shone with wisdom.
The other party was indeed Qiao Feng.
The stick next to him should be the treasure of Beggar's Sect, the Dog Beating Stick.
The boy said in a childish voice,
"Grandpa Qiao, someone gave me two skewers of candied haws and asked me to send this invitation to you. I don't know anything else. Mom is still waiting for me at home.”
The boy took out an invitation from his pocket and placed it in front of Qiao Feng with his small hand. Then, he licked the candied haws and skipped away.
"Invitation?"
Qiao Feng held the invitation card, his heart filled with doubt.
He thought to himself, ever since his identity was revealed, his old friend had treated him as an enemy. Who would send him an invitation? Forget it, he would know once he saw it.
He opened the invitation and read it.
Qiao Feng was puzzled. After reading the contents of the invitation, he immediately understood.
Then, he casually threw it aside and said with waning interest,
" I was wondering what it was, but it turns out that Mr. Congbian of Deaf and Mute Valley set up a precious chess game and invited the young talents of the current martial arts world to go and break the game. He even said that the person who broke the game would have a huge harvest, but he didn't know that I don't know how to play chess at all.”
"Exquisite chess game!"
Tang Yi squeezed the wine bowl hard.
The Murong Clan in the South and the Qiao Clan in the North were equally famous. Since Qiao Feng had received the invitation, Murong Fu must have received it as well.
Since he wanted to kill him to silence him, Deaf and Mute Valley was imperative. At the same time, he wanted to see the famous exquisite chess game.
"Brother Qiao, since the other party is kind enough to invite you, why don't you try your luck?”
Tang Yi could tell that Qiao Feng was in a very low mood now.
If not for that, why would he come to this desolate inn and drown his sorrows in wine?
"You should also be from the martial world. I believe you have heard about my matter.”
Just now, the boy called out Qiao Feng's name, so Tang Yi naturally heard it. Naturally, he knew the secret that Qiao Feng was a Khitan.
"I heard a little."
Tang Yi nodded and did not deny it.
In fact, in his opinion, whether it was the Han or the Khitans, everyone was human. There was no distinction between high and low.
"Then are you still willing to drink with me?”
Qiao Feng stared at Tang Yi, obviously very concerned about the answer.
Ever since his identity as a Khitan was exposed, he had become the public enemy of the world. The righteous path of the martial arts world wanted to get rid of him. Even the villains in the underworld, those dog-like things in the past, dared to look down on him.
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