Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 680 - 676: Give Face or Not

Chapter 680: Chapter 676: Give Face or Not

Zhao Gao stared at the wine glass raised before him and felt a bitterness in his throat. Before he could say anything, Xiao Yi had already instructed the servant to pour the wine. He held out a glass and passed it directly to Zhao Gao, who had no choice but to accept it.

Still in a daze, Zhao Gao felt the wine glass tip on its own accord, pouring its contents down his throat.

After one glass, Zhao Gao felt as though his throat was on fire, and faintly, he noticed that the taste was off, not the same wine he had been drinking before.

"Director Zhao, you are the most knowledgeable wine enthusiast I have ever met. You absolutely must drink this glass!"

Zhao Gao didn’t have time to figure out what was happening, as his mind had yet to clear when another glass of wine appeared in his hand, and he hazily poured it down his throat.

"Director Zhao..."

"Director Zhao..."

"......"

Zhao Gao felt a buzzing by his ears as if someone was speaking, but he couldn’t make out what it was. Every time he heard something, another glass appeared in his hand, and he would involuntarily tilt it into his mouth. Eventually, it became mechanical.

He didn’t even need to hear anything anymore. He just kept reaching out for wine glasses and continuously poured them into his mouth.

The drinking spectacle between the two inevitably drew cheers and applause from the remaining guests, who had a rather neutral relationship with Li Zhengyi and hadn’t deliberately tried to get Xiao Yi drunk, and thus hadn’t fallen. They couldn’t help but praise Xiao Yi and Zhao Gao as the Wine Immortals, unfazed by a thousand cups. Only some were looking at Xiao Yi with concern, worrying that the young man might drink himself into trouble after so much wine.

Li Zhengyi naturally wouldn’t miss such a lively scene happening here. In fact, he had been paying attention to it the entire time.

Li Zhengyi was feeling very good. For some reason, Zhao Yuhua, who no matter how hard he tried had always ignored him and been extremely cold, had suddenly warmed up to him earlier. Although this so-called warmth couldn’t really be considered warm—it was merely a slight improvement from her previous attitude, speaking a few more words to him and seeming a bit more interested.

But even this small change meant a lot to him. He saw it as a signal, a sign that Zhao Yuhua was starting to take an interest in him. With his years of experience battling various women, he knew that a woman’s first step towards capitulation was to show interest in a man. And with his skills, he had absolute confidence. His only fear was complete indifference, but as long as there was a spark of interest, he believed Zhao Yuhua would inevitably fall into the palm of his hand...

Moreover, another matter gave him satisfaction: his rival, the annoying bumpkin Xiao Yi, was increasingly revealing his disgraceful drunkenness. Seeing him now, drunk and muddled while drinking with Fatty Zhao...

He was probably going to collapse soon, right?

A smug smile crept across Li Zhengyi’s lips, pondering whether it was time to initiate the next step of his plan.

In his scheme, the plan against Xiao Yi naturally couldn’t just involve gathering a few friends, heroes of the wine-laden table, to get the lad drunk, make him vomit a bit, have his stomach upset for a while, and incidentally go into a drunken frenzy, making a fool of himself.

Such a scenario, for the average person he disliked, would probably be enough, sufficiently disgusting to him. But for Xiao Yi, it was far too gentle, far too trivial, much too light!

Not to mention that this kid had caused him to stew in his own anger several times, even more so the last time when he mustered the courage of a bear and panther, and slapped him across the face. This huge grudge made it unbearable not to seek revenge. Even just for the beauty currently in his company, he couldn’t let this go so easily!

His first step was to make Xiao Yi completely reveal his ugliest and most disgusting side, to make Zhao Yuhua utterly give up on him!

Only after that, would come the perfect retaliation for all previous great grievances...

"Li... Young Master, come, I’m... I’m truly so happy today. I haven’t been this happy in a long while... Thank you so much for today’s wine party. Here, this glass, I toast to you. Whatever happens, you have to give me some face! *hic*!"

While Li Zhengyi was lost in his elaborate daydreams about his perfect plan, the subsequent flawless situations he might encounter, and the various means of striking back and exacting revenge on Xiao Yi, a hesitating and stuttering voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Turning his eyes, he realized that Xiao Yi, who was supposed to be competing in a drinking bout with Zhao Gao, had at some point broken through the crowd and come up to him, swaying unsteadily on his feet, looking like he might collapse at any moment. Even the hand holding the wine glass was trembling, as he looked at him through bleary drunken eyes, his face reeking of alcohol, utterly wretched; as he spoke, he rudely belched again, sending the stench of alcohol straight at him.

Li Zhengyi, upon seeing Xiao Yi’s drunken state, subconsciously frowned, quickly covered his mouth and nose, his eyes reflecting an indescribable disgust. He wondered to himself how on earth this kid managed to slip over here and why Fatty Zhao hadn’t stopped him.

However, at this particular moment, he didn’t have the luxury to ponder such thoughts. The most important thing in front of him was to reject the kid, to get rid of him. He had just made some progress with Zhao Yuhua and didn’t want this kid to disrupt it. Moreover, he couldn’t stand even the sight of Xiao Yi right now, feeling like speaking a single word to him would taint him.

"Li... Young Master, you... you wouldn’t refuse to give face, would you... I was brought here by Yuhua. If you don’t drink, that means you’re not giving me face, that you’re not welcoming me, not welcoming Yuhua bringing me. If I put down the glass, I’ll immediately take Yuhua and leave..."

Li Zhengyi was just about to come up with some excuse to dismiss the kid, but before he could speak, Xiao Yi went on again.

And as he spoke, he seemed very ready to get up and leave.

Li Zhengyi certainly wasn’t going to let him slip away at this critical juncture. It was laughable to think of it; if the man left now, wouldn’t all his previous efforts be wasted? Besides, if he left, he would also take Zhao Yuhua with him, which was absolutely intolerable!

"Young Master Xiao, please don’t say such things. Having a Wine Immortal like Young Master Xiao attend my wine gathering is my privilege; how could you not be welcome? Come on, let’s not say anything else, everything’s in this cup, cheers!"

Li Zhengyi, in a burst of urgency, didn’t stop to ponder how Xiao Yi was able to articulate such a logical argument whilst being so drunk. Hastily removing his hand from his nose, the disgust on his face smoothed over. He raised his glass with a warm, overflowing smile and clinked it against Xiao Yi’s. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)