Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 677 - 673: Soon You’ll See His Ugly Side

Chapter 677: Chapter 673: Soon You’ll See His Ugly Side

Chapter 673: Soon We Shall See His Disgrace

Li Zheng Yi was taken aback for a moment before he regained his composure. Seeing that Zhao Yuhua’s gaze was fixed on Xiao Yi, a fierce jealousy ignited in his heart, and the envy in his eyes lingered for a long time.

After a while, he calmed down slightly, a cold smile tugging at his lips. Looking ahead at Xiao Yi, who had already been surrounded by a crowd and become the focus of attention, a trace of chill flashed through his eyes.

Look, soon, you will see Xiao’s disgraceful act. With so many guests, each toasting a drink, I refuse to believe he can really remain sober after a thousand cups. Once he is drunk, then, what follows...

Thinking of the scene that might emerge shortly, the cloud in Li Zheng Yi’s heart gradually dispersed, and a sense of unspoken joy slowly welled up in his heart, spreading across his cheeks.

"Thank you, thank you, I appreciate all your unwarranted praises. I shall humbly accept!"

Xiao Yi, facing a crowd of enthusiastically toasting guests showing their ’great respect,’ had a genial and friendly smile on his face, his eyes squinting so much that he seemed truly elated, a hint of pride beginning to show on his forehead, and he did not refuse any drink offered.

Various renowned wines were poured into Xiao Yi’s stomach as if they were just plain water, transforming him into a figure resembling the Wine Immortal. The attendants nearby kept pouring wine into his cup, even struggling to keep up with his drinking pace.

After a few drinks, Xiao Yi looked even more radiant and bright-eyed, with a glimmer and a hint of haziness in his eyes; his originally pale cheeks also flushed with a few touches of red.

His tone of voice gradually lost its previous modesty and caution, turning increasingly bold and unrestrained.

"Haha, let me tell you, this wine, it’s a fine thing... "

"When fortune’s to be enjoyed, one must revel, why leave the Golden Cup idle against the moonlight... if we meet, let’s drink three hundred cups... let’s drink wine, let not the cup stop... historically, sages and saints were all lonely; only drinkers leave their names..."

"Zhizhang rides his horse, it’s like sailing a boat, dazzled, he sleeps beneath the water... Li Bai writers a hundred poems in a wine bout, wielding his pen and sword in his sleep in a tavern..."

"......"

Eventually, Xiao Yi’s demeanor and tone could no longer be described merely as unrestrained but as wildly uninhibited. Yes, wildly uninhibited, those poems and splendid phrases leaping out one after another, his bearing increasingly bold and arrogant.

The transformation in Xiao Yi’s demeanor was clearly witnessed by everyone. As the guests listened to Xiao Yi spouting one poem after another, each more appreciative of his cultural depth and accomplishments, everyone understood that he was truly a well-read individual. While they might casually repeat a familiar phrase or two from those poems, reciting the entire piece was beyond them, and many had never even heard some of them.

Regrettably, such a talented fellow was opposing Young Master Li, biting off more than he could chew, and recklessly seizing love with a drawn sword was not wise; otherwise, it would have been nice to get to know him and perhaps make a friend...

However, the admiration and appreciation they felt for Xiao Yi were fleeting, as they quickly cast it aside. A hint of pity flashed in their eyes before they helplessly shook their heads and, with a smile plastered on their faces, raised their cups and gathered around Xiao Yi.

Li Zhengyi’s gaze constantly monitored Xiao Yi. He didn’t miss a single change in Xiao Yi’s expression, growing more amused as Xiao Yi’s expression became increasingly bewildered.

Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, just keep on performing, recite a few more ancient poems, because soon, it will be your turn to perform...

Li Zhengyi muttered silently to himself, then turned his head and inconsistently buttered up Yuhua.

"Come, drink... listen... listen to me... I say..."

In the crowd, Xiao Yi, who was at the center, held a cup and discussed a cliché and vulgar anecdote about wine. Originally, no one was interested in this anecdote, and now, as Xiao Yi’s figure swayed and his speech became slurred and stuttered, their interest waned even further. Their focus shifted to the cups, pondering how to find an excuse to toast with Xiao Yi, given that almost everything conceivable had already been tried.

While everyone attentively thought of a reason to make Xiao Yi drink another cup, intending to catch him off guard and make him collapse from drinking, no one noticed Xiao Yi, who swayed unsteadily, giving a sidelong glance through the crowd at a stoic man not far ahead. A flash of cold light, which should not have appeared in his eyes, was briefly visible.

"Brother Xiao, today’s meeting has truly been ’no fight, no acquaintance.’ No need for more words, let’s drink!"

Zhao Gao squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of a warm smile, sincerely raising his cup to Xiao Yi. This was already the nth cup he had raised to Xiao Yi. From his demeanor, it seemed he was truly impressed by Xiao Yi, sincerely wishing to befriend Xiao Yi. Only those who knew him well and those who occasionally caught the fleeting bitterness in the depths of his eyes could fully grasp his true intentions.

"Good... Director Zhao... truly generous, I like it, haha... cheers!"

Xiao Yi seemed genuinely moved by Zhao Gao’s sincerity, truly regarding him as a friend. Seeing Zhao Gao lift his cup once more, Xiao Yi, without any hesitation, joyously lifted his own cup and laughed heartily.

However, as their glasses clinked, Xiao Yi’s steps faltered, and his cup forcefully collided with Zhao Gao’s.

Zhao Gao, seeing Xiao Yi stumbling towards him, furrowed his brow and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. He was about to dodge, but his reaction was slightly slow, or perhaps, Xiao Yi was just too quick, and before he could move his cup, he felt a heavy impact as Xiao Yi’s cup struck his and was knocked away.

"Smash!"

The entire cup of wine splashed onto the back of an unprepared, expressionless man, even striking his nose with the cup.

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