Chapter 45 - Drunk

In the instructor’s office, only Old Master Wu and Ye Chenfeng remained, with Old Master Wu seemingly well-prepared, as three large jars of liquor were placed beside the desk.Old Master Wu also had a special hobby, which was brewing liquor.

The old man, having time on his hands, liked to tinker with and study the brewing process.

Over the years, his brewing skills had reached a professional standard.

The alcohol content of these three jars of liquor was significantly higher than what was sold on the market.

According to Old Master Wu, this was the kind of liquor that men should drink, as it brought a hearty satisfaction.

Anyone with an average tolerance for alcohol would likely become groggy and overwhelmed after drinking a large cup of the liquor from these jars, which was precisely why Old Master Wu insisted on bringing Ye Chenfeng to the Capital Military Region today.

“Chenfeng, let Grandpa Wu see what your alcohol tolerance is like today,” said Old Master Wu as he passed a large cup to Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng bent down to help Old Master Wu open a jar of liquor, pouring a full cup for both himself and Old Master Wu.

Without saying a word, Ye Chenfeng drank it all in one gulp.

The strong, high-alcohol liquor slid from his mouth down into his throat and then into his stomach.

And to be honest, the liquor really packed a punch.

Whether it was in his mouth, throat, or stomach, Ye Chenfeng felt a stinging spiciness as a warm current enveloped his body, slowly turning his face red.

Ye Chenfeng suddenly had a clever idea and his Soul Force was immediately stimulated.

From the palm of his hand, hidden under the table, numerous droplets emerged.

He used his Soul Force to completely expel the liquor he had ingested.

It was just like the first time Duan Yu and Qiao Feng drank together in “Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils,” where Duan Yu sipped the liquor and simultaneously let the alcohol flow out from his fingertips – the same principle applied here.

After expelling all the alcohol from his body, the burning sensation inside Ye Chenfeng disappeared without a trace, and his complexion returned to normal.

Old Master Wu stared at Ye Chenfeng, dumbfounded.

The kid was more and more to his taste.

He brewed the liquor himself and knew its strength well.

Normally, aside from him, no one dared to down such liquor in one gulp.

Today, he had finally met his match.

Unable to help himself, he exclaimed, “Good, truly spirited!” Old Master Wu also poured an entire cup of liquor into his stomach in one go.

Ye Chenfeng was in charge of pouring the drinks, and as he did so, Old Master Wu asked, “Chenfeng, you’ve sure fooled those folks in Capital City quite miserably!

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One day, I must confront Old Master Ye and demand an explanation.

You should be my granddaughter’s husband – haven’t you been getting quite close with my Xiaofei?”

When Wu Xiaofei was mentioned, Ye Chenfeng’s hand, which was pouring the liquor, couldn’t help but tremble.

Images of forcibly kissing Wu Xiaofei came to mind, as well as her curvaceous body and her chest, with its pair almost spilling out.

He took a deep breath, reminding himself, “Ye Chenfeng, you can’t be such a beast; you only regard Xiaofei as a sister.”

Noticing Ye Chenfeng’s similarly dazed expression, and recalling how his granddaughter looked yesterday, Old Master Wu was now certain there was something fishy between the two.

Raising his voice abruptly, he said, “Chenfeng, aren’t you going to tell me?

That girl Xiaofei already told me what you did to her.

As long as you admit it, I won’t make it difficult for you – just take responsibility for my Xiaofei, and that will suffice.”

Ye Chenfeng wasn’t drunk yet!

How could he do something so foolish?

Even if Wu Xiaofei had really told Old Master Wu about the forced kiss, right now, Ye Chenfeng could only deny it until the end.

Feigning slight drunkenness, he said, “Grandpa Wu, what did you say?

I can’t understand!

Let’s have another round.” Saying that, Ye Chenfeng downed another cup in one go.

The Old Master Wu’s eyes bulged, since when did the spirit he brewed turn into plain water?

So, not wanting to show weakness, he followed Ye Chenfeng’s pace and gulped down a cup of spirits.

“Damn it, it’s as if I’ve been cursed.

Could it be that today I, who can handle a thousand cups without getting drunk, am going to be defeated by this little rascal?” Old Master Wu thought miserably to himself.

With the strength of the spirits normally consumed, Old Master Wu could handle about five large cups before feeling it was sky-breaking; if he continued to drink beyond that, he would be the one rolling under the table.

“Grandpa Wu, let’s have another,” Ye Chenfeng said as he filled both their cups with spirits while Old Master Wu was feeling dejected.

In the corridor outside the instructor’s office, Ye Dongjian was pacing back and forth, to the point that Wu Kunming was getting annoyed.

“What are you pacing around for?

Don’t you know about my old man’s tolerance for liquor?

This time, Chenfeng has no choice but to obediently go to the Capital Military Region.”

“Big Hei Xiong, you’re so damn sly, actually bringing Old Master Wu here?” Ye Dongjian complained unhappily.

“Little brother, you should really learn from me!

What’s called ‘all’s fair in war’?

Why not come to the Capital Military Region and study with me for two years?

However, your treatment definitely won’t be as high as Chenfeng’s,” Wu Kunming said with a smug smile.

Ye Dongjian was already fuming with nowhere to vent his anger when he saw Lin Zhonghu snickering to the side.

He immediately directed his ire at him, shouting, “Lin Zhonghu, you traitor, I really misjudged you.

When it comes to the crucial moment, you just shrivel up.”

“Dongjian, I was just forced by the situation, you know?

Commander Wu once helped me, and he is adamant about taking Chenfeng to the Capital Military Region.

I can’t compete with my former benefactor over a person, can I?

If word got out, how would I, Lin Zhonghu, have any standing?” Lin Zhonghu was feeling very regretful in his heart.

After all, Ye Chenfeng was officially part of his Leap Troop!

While the three of them were bickering, the door to the office opened, and Ye Chenfeng, stretching languidly, walked out of the office as if strolling in a leisurely garden.

After glancing at the three men, he asked, “What are you all doing?

You’re all grown men, why are you acting like shrews screaming in the street?” Without paying any further attention to the trio, Ye Chenfeng walked away.

The three were stunned for a full ten seconds.

Coming to their senses, they immediately rushed into the office, only to see Old Master Wu sprawled across the desk, drunk as a lord, sound asleep.

Could this really be the Wu Anguo acclaimed as “the man who never gets drunk with a thousand cups”?

Of the three, Wu Kunming was the most shocked; he knew his father’s capacity for alcohol all too well.

In normal circumstances, he wouldn’t last long drinking with his father, but what was happening right now?

Could it be that Ye Chenfeng’s tolerance was truly that remarkable?

This was really damn monstrous.

First, it was unmatched martial skills, and now even his capacity for drink was astonishing.

How were they supposed to live with that?

It was a huge blow to their self-esteem, truly a huge blow to their self-esteem.