Chapter 334 – What Good Is Money to Buy Drunkenness?

At a street-side restaurant on Northern Huan Qiulong Road.

“Crab has eight claws, pointed at both ends and so big, blink its eyes, retract its head, crawling across mountains and rivers.”

“Brothers are good! Six sixes! Your turn to drink! Hahaha…”

“Rock-paper-scissors! Damn it, how dare you cheat? Have you no shame? You must punish yourself with a drink!”

For a moment, these bursts of laughter and cheers suddenly erupted. Those unaware might have mistaken it for entering a bustling market. Inside, foul language was clearly strung together—either “your damn” or “his damn,” and ultimately still “your damn.”

It could be said that Gao Qing was the first to collapse from drinking. If not for the fierce determination he had shown earlier still fresh in everyone’s minds, they would have thought this guy was truly an impressive drinker.

Little did they know, he was like a silver spear with a wax tip—pleasing to the eye but useless. After just two jin of white liquor, he was completely done for.

At this moment, Pang Hu downed another gulp of 1982 Daxue Beer, suddenly let out a belch, and then, unable to hide his slurred speech, said, “You damn well keep showing off! I’ve trained with White Blade for eight years, just waiting for a country bumpkin like you to test my skills. Still think you can outdrink me? Hic…”

Hearing this, Gao Qing inevitably tried to stand up, but after staying upright for barely a moment, he suddenly stiffened and fell flat on his back, beginning to snore like thunder.

Ye Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered, “Tch, is that all? Hic? I thought you were something special, but you’re just a lightweight who collapses after two jin. Fatty, let’s go another three hundred rounds.”

Pang Hu: “You think I’m afraid of you? When it comes to fighting, I might not be your match, but if we’re talking about drinking, even two of you combined are no match for me!”

Seeing that this certain fatty always boasted without batting an eye, Zheng Xiucai had no intention of letting him ramble unchecked. He promptly poured a full cup of White Blade and provocatively said, “What’s the point of sipping when drinking? According to the customs of our hometown, if you’re brothers, you down it in one go. Fatty, don’t flatter yourself into thinking I want to drink with you. It’s just that your bragging needs my drinking capacity to put you in your place.”

“You…?”

“What, not convinced? Let’s drink then… Bottoms up!”

“…Gulp, gulp…”

But surprisingly, Zheng Xiucai had only swallowed two mouthfuls before he dragged the tabletop down with him as he collapsed.

Seeing this, Ling Yun couldn’t help but click his tongue in disbelief and suddenly flared up, “Damn it, my Daguo Head!”

Here, it must be said, it was fortunate that Ye Kuang was quick-eyed and had grabbed a bottle beforehand. Otherwise, with the table overturned, no one would have anything left to drink.

“Damn, your hands are fast! Come on, boss, bring three more beer glasses!”

“Right away!”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Kuang hurriedly filled three cups with White Blade, only to realize the bottle was completely empty.

Pang Hu: “Come on, both of you at once. Hic.”

Ling Yun: “I’ll go first. Down it in one go, no catching your breath.”

Instantly, the boldness on display was nothing short of astonishing to onlookers, clearly drawing a crowd of spectators who cheered and egged them on.

“Holy shit, five guys finished two cases of 24 bottles of white liquor? Are they even human?”

“These young brothers are definitely tough guys. I wonder who’ll be the last one standing.””Hmm, these drunkards haven’t had a drink in years, how did they become so alcohol-obsessed? But I like it.”

Unbeknownst to him, as bewildering scenes unfolded around them, he noticed a certain drunken man nearby with dazed eyes wiping his mouth before bursting into roaring laughter while reciting poetry: “Snow beer, white brew, a thousand cups can’t make me drunk this time; Drunk, singing, the rich flavor makes one unable to stop; One, two, all collapsing before me; You say, he says, who dares claim they can outdrink me; Reciting poetry, one verse, utterly exhilarating, right? Burp-burp-urp…”

“Young man, excellent poetry! Such literary talent could only belong to the legendary Poet Immortal throughout the ages.”

“But looking at him, he seems about to collapse too.”

“Alright, let’s go. If he starts causing drunken trouble later, we’ll be the unlucky ones.”

Instantly, the surrounding onlookers, seeing no more spectacle to watch, gradually scattered like birds and beasts.

Ye Kuang, hearing the commotion from all directions and noticing frequent sidelong glances, rose unhurriedly.

Paid the bill. Then proceeded to send all the drunkards back to their dormitory.

Unexpectedly, he saw from afar that the dormitory was brightly lit, with several black military vehicles parked outside.

Ye Kuang’s mind suddenly cleared. After watching the driver carry the four dead-drunk fellows into the courtyard, he walked into the main hall without further concern.

There, five Elders and dozens of armed officers had been waiting for quite some time.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang became completely sober. Forcing a laugh, he nervously asked: “Well, what wind blows you here? How unexpected to have all you Seniors visit! My apologies for not greeting you properly.”

The Elder: “…”

Not to mention the others, all staring at the grinning young man with scrutinizing gazes.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang’s drunkenness completely vanished. Unable to conceal his confusion, he asked gravely: “Has something major happened?”

The Elder stood up upon hearing this, walked directly before Ye Kuang, and asked calmly: “You’re something else, kid. Suddenly so wealthy? Care to explain what’s going on?”

“Whew…” Ye Kuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He had mistakenly thought something catastrophic had happened to warrant these five great figures appearing together.

Who would have thought it was merely about his sudden acquisition of 400 million.

At that moment, the Elder noticed Ye Kuang’s evasive eyes and murmured: “Seems you’ve been drinking too…”

But before finishing, the Elder suddenly turned extremely stern and continued: “Wealthy enough to buy drinks now.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang didn’t know how to respond.

Should he say there’s a wealthy senior sister who, seeing him impoverished, casually transferred 400 million for him to spend?

For a moment, he resembled a child who’d done wrong, somewhat unable to meet the Elder’s sharp gaze.

The Elder: “You’re something else, kid. Enjoying yourself drinking outside while making us old men wait five hours for nothing!”

As he spoke, rhythmic “gurgling” protests suddenly echoed through the room.

Hearing this, Ye Kuang inevitably turned to look around, immediately understanding.

The Elder: “Fine, you’ve grown shrewd. Having money but not explaining its source, trying to drag us into this with you?”Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on upon hearing this. Scratching his head with a bitter smile, he said, “Elder, could you please stop being so sarcastic? You’re making me quite nervous. Besides, the money came from legitimate sources, so I’m spending it with a clear conscience.”

“Nonsense!” the Elder shouted weakly, his confusion only growing. “We naturally know the money’s origin is clean. What puzzles us is who could possibly have such capability to safely transfer this enormous sum amid the financial turmoil.”

Ye Kuang: “Sophia.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, a memory surfaced in his mind from before his departure.

The Elder had once said: “If Sophia contacts you, you must inform him immediately.”

Yet now, not only had Ye Kuang forgotten this matter, but he had also gone ahead and used the astronomical sum.

Elder: “Do you admit your wrongdoing?”

Ye Kuang: “I’m wronged! Not using available money would make me an idiot. Moreover, you yourself said the money came through proper channels. Why wouldn’t I use it? I’m not stupid…”

“Well now, do you think you’ve grown wings and dare spout such twisted logic under the watchful eyes of us old folks?” The Elder grew visibly angry as he spoke.

Hearing this, Ye Kuang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “How should I put this? It’s just using some banknotes, why is it so difficult for me?”

At Dragon-Tiger Gate, Reverend Changqing suddenly roared in anger: “How dare you say that! It’s one thing for you to spend money getting drunk, but what’s despicable is making us wait for you all this time for nothing! Do you know how we… ahem, that is… spending money on drinks isn’t inherently wrong, but how do you expect us to face this?”