Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 304, Saknu 121st update(1)_1

Chapter 304: Chapter 304, Saknu 121st update(1)_1

The man, upon hearing Cai Wei’s willingness to gamble, pulled up a smile. His handsome face, marred by a fearsome scar and chilling grin, appeared terrifyingly grotesque.

He drew the curved knife strapped to his waist, pointing at Cai Wei as he audaciously declared, "Woman, I intend to win you over with my precious Liaodan knife. And have you willingly succumb, lying on my bed."

Noticing that his knife was similar in color to her own, but nearly twice as thick, Cai Wei felt a pang of apprehension.

The man was unmistakably an aristocrat from Liaodan, a kingdom renowned for the production of precious knives. His knife must be extraordinary. If his knife were sharper than her own, not only would she lose her precious weapon, but she would also lose the bet—a stake she couldn’t afford to lose!

With this in mind, she sheathed her own knife, laughing as she proposed, "I have no intention of comparing swordsmanship with you. Let’s switch to a more exciting wager. Dare you accept?"

Her words were skillfully constructed. If she had merely suggested an alternative bet, she might have been refused. But when she proposed ’an interesting bet,’ she seized the initiative. She was not asking his opinion, but directly informing him that the betting game had changed.

’Dare you?’ was a provocative challenge to his manhood, sparking his curiosity about this new bet and his interest in the challenge.

Indeed, her plan worked. The man exhibited interest in her proposition, asking, "How so?"

Cai Wei pointed to the row of liquor jars by the restaurant’s counter, simply stating, "Drinking!"

At this pronouncement, the Liaodan people in the room burst into laughter. They mocked her for being overconfident and completely out of touch. Their master was the undefeated champion of Liaodan, renowned not only as the kingdom’s bravest warrior but for an unsurpassed talent—drinking!

In Liaodan, when a man boasted exceptional drinking prowess, they would say, ’his tolerance for alcohol is like Vajra Saknu of the plains,’ highlighting his impressive capacity.

The audacity of this young woman, daring to challenge their master to a drinking contest, was akin to an egg crashing against a stone—a self-imposed death sentence. Their master’s alcohol tolerance was surely a hundred times greater than hers, she was destined to lose.

Saknu, upon hearing Cai Wei’s suggestion, broke into boisterous laughter. "Woman, I won’t let anyone accuse me of bullying you. How about this, no matter how much you drink, I’ll consume three times as much!"

Hearing him, Cai Wei chuckled gleefully, replying, "Good, you go first. However much you drink, I’ll drink three times less than you plus one bottle!"

Freaked out by the fact that the woman wanted to engage in a drinking contest, Lady Du rushed over, crying out, "Wei’er, have you lost your mind? You’ve never drunk before. You can’t stand a chance in this gamble. Hurry, leave with me."

So saying, she grabbed Cai Wei and started to leave.

Several of Liaodan’s guards immediately unsheathed their daggers and rushed over, blocking their way.

"Mother, we can’t escape now. This is our only chance."

Cai Wei held Lady Du’s hand, whispering this to her.

Seeing the imposing guards and then looking at her daughter, Lady Du covered her mouth and wept in despair.

"Mother, you go back and take care of father. When I win him over, we’ll find a doctor together for Dad. Crying is useless, they won’t let us go just because we’re crying or begging. They’ll only exploit our weakness to bully us even more."

She urged her mother towards their father’s direction.

"Woman, are you finished prattling? I’m about to drink. Get a good look!"

Saknu lifted a jar of liquor, yelling.

"I’m done here. Please, go ahead!"