God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 112 - 114, Wait to Collect the Corpse!

Chapter 112: Chapter 114, Wait to Collect the Corpse!

Fang Yi racked his brain but simply couldn’t remember.

Looking at the charming and beautiful Kong Qingci in front of him, so dignified and elegant, every frown and smile, Fang Yi couldn’t be bothered to think anymore and continued to drink with Kong Qingci.

Just then, a few young masters walked over, each carrying a bottle of white liquor. They came up close and thumped all the bottles onto the table.

"Can I help you gentlemen?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.

"So, you’re Fang Yi. I hear you can hold your liquor. Do you dare compete with me in a drinking challenge?" A skinny man spoke, his cheeks hollowed, giving him a simian appearance.

"I dare not," Fang Yi responded.

This, surprisingly, made the arrogant young masters halt in confusion. The simian-cheeked man sneered, "I thought as much. Someone like you certainly wouldn’t dare to challenge me! Not to mention a bottle, even half a bottle would have you on the floor."

Fang Yi said, "Since you put it that way, it’s not impossible. Just tell me who sent you here, and then, why not have a drinking contest with you?"

The simian-cheeked man chuckled coldly, "If you win against me, naturally, you’ll know who it was."

Fang Yi smiled lightly without saying much more. He picked up a bottle of white liquor and poured it into a large bowl, then grabbed a bottle of red wine and mixed it in. He proceeded to add different types of alcohol into the mix.

"What are you doing? Scared?"

"Mixing up all this rubbish, what the hell! Do you dare to accept the challenge or not?"

The simian-cheeked man’s companions jeered with sarcasm, and although the simian-cheeked man himself did not speak mockingly, his eyes revealed disdain and ridicule.

Fang Yi lifted the large bowl filled with the mixed drinks, his lips curving up as he said, "Do you dare?"

Then, under everyone’s gaze, Fang Yi gulped down the concoction in the bowl, his face turned a slight red, but he was unaffected.

The simian-cheeked man’s heart leapt violently. He knew all too well the danger of Fang Yi’s method. Drinking that mix of liquor could kill or at least severely incapacitate you.

"Go on! Don’t be a coward!"

"Show him what you’re made of!"

The simian-cheeked man’s companions encouraged and goaded him.

At this point, the simian-cheeked man had no choice but to drink; otherwise, it would be a complete loss of face. The proceedings here quickly garnered much attention, and a crowd formed a tight circle around the scene.

Within the crowd, Wang Chuye and Li Zhengjie stood together. Li Zhengjie, watching Fang Yi’s slightly flushed face, said, "He seems to be fine."

Wang Chuye sneered, "This is just the beginning. Take your time."

Wang Chuye had absolute confidence in the simian-cheeked man, who was known to be the best drinker in their circle. The man had once drunk two bottles of high-proof white liquor in a row, even managing to down fiery liquor like it was nothing. Therefore, Wang Chuye believed that defeating Fang Yi would be a piece of cake, and considered Fang Yi’s previous victory over him a mere fluke.

The simian-cheeked man, imitating Fang Yi, mixed his liquors with just a hint of hesitation. ’Should he really drink it?’ He could potentially drink himself to death. The simian-cheeked man’s heart sank.

"Just looking? Drink up," Fang Yi prompted at the right moment.

The simian-cheeked man gave him a resentful look, then steeled himself and guzzled down the mixed drink.

However, after only half the bowl, the simian-cheeked man’s body immediately convulsed, like a fit of epilepsy, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground. The mix of drinks spilled over his face and body, making him resemble a down-and-out vagrant.

The simian-cheeked man lay twitching on the floor in disarray, while Fang Yi sat back down, seemingly uninvolved in the matter. But indeed, it had nothing to do with him—it was all brought on by the simian-cheeked man himself.

At this moment, Wang Chuye stepped forward, saying coldly, "You got him like this and you can still sit there? Fang Yi, do you have any conscience at all?"

Fang Yi glanced at him and replied indifferently, "It seems to have nothing to do with me. He fell on his own. Are you really going to pin this on me? Wang Chuye, if you want to deal with me, just say so directly. Why bother with these underhanded tactics?"

"Really? Fang Yi, if it wasn’t for you meddling with the drink, would this man have fallen?" Li Zhengjie and Wang Chuye were on the same side, and at this moment, Li Zhengjie also stepped forward.

"Wolves and jackals joining forces, huh? Admirable," Fang Yi said sarcastically.

Li Zhengjie said coldly, "Fang Yi, the man is unconscious because of you, and yet you’re indifferent. Kneel down and admit your mistake immediately."

"Admit my fucking mistake to your mother!" Fang Yi got pissed and cursed outright.

"You... Fang Yi! Don’t be too arrogant!" Wang Chuye said viciously.

Fang Yi chuckled coldly, "It’s not that I’m arrogant, but you’re just too greedy! His collapse has nothing to do with me; it’s pure slander. I drank the same wine and nothing happened to me, but he ends up like this, and you blame me? Your imaginations are really something!"

"Who knows if it wasn’t you, but you’re the most suspicious," Wang Chuye said.

"Exactly, you must have tampered with it," Li Zhengjie added.

Kong Qingci frowned and suddenly stood up. She glanced at the two men with a frosty face and said, "I, Kong Qingci, can vouch that his fall has nothing to do with Fang Yi. Do you have any further questions?"

A faint dominance emitted from Kong Qingci, and though she was a woman, she was even more overbearing than a man.

Wang Chuye and Li Zhengjie’s faces looked quite unpleasant; they had not expected Kong Qingci to stand up for Fang Yi, which was beyond their expectations.

"The Kong Family’s daughter, aren’t you being a bit too overbearing?" a voice called out.

The crowd looked towards the voice, and Lin Yuanhao emerged from the group, followed by a tall man with a fierce look on his face.

The tall man had blond hair, obviously a person from the dark-skinned country, wearing a black T-shirt. The muscles on his arms were like rock boulders, adorned with tattoos, looking extremely frightening. When Fang Yi saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of surprise flashed through them.

Lin Yuanhao walked out proudly with the tall man, his gaze immediately fixating on Fang Yi, and he spoke loudly, "Fang Yi, are you here to celebrate my grandfather’s birthday too?"

Fang Yi replied indifferently, "Yes."

Lin Yuanhao said, "Good, since you’re here to wish my grandfather well, then show your sincerity. I’ve heard you can fight, so I’ve invited a master to spar with you and perform for my grandfather."

Fang Yi said, "If I fight, I’ll draw blood for sure. Are you sure that’s appropriate at your grandfather’s birthday banquet?"

Lin Yuanhao sneered, "Are you scared?"

"Exactly, Fang Yi, you coward, you must be scared!" Wang Chuye seized the opportunity to jeer immediately.

"If you’re scared to fight then get the hell out, don’t embarrass yourself here," Li Zhengjie said.

At that moment, the tall man walked straight towards Fang Yi, his steps steady, his lower body solid, his whole body brimming with explosive power.

"You! Fight... me!" the tall man said in broken Xuan Cang language.

Fang Yi glanced at him and asked, "What if I say no?"

"Coward! Chicken!" This time the tall man used English.

However, Fang Yi, having spent many years abroad, naturally understood, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly stood up, his whole aura changing instantly.

"Lin Yuanhao, if I cripple him or kill him, you won’t have a problem, will you?" Fang Yi said flatly.

Yet, the crowd sensed the cold intent in his tone.

Lin Yuanhao had great confidence in the fighter he had brought, without any hesitation, he said, "Of course, you can, but the key is, whether you have the ability to do so."

"Get ready to collect the body," Fang Yi said, glancing at the tall man, and then gave him the middle finger.

(Every day there will be at least three updates, around midnight, noon, and about 6 pm. If everyone’s enthusiasm is high, four updates a day is no problem!)