Lu Chengwen was barely holding on.
The Drunken Elder dealt with Xiao Chongshan as easily as he would a child.
But Xiao Chongshan dealt with him just as easily.
Damn Li Dabai. The seal had been reinforced too severely, so he could not fight like he had that day.
At that moment, all three of them rapidly retreated, because someone had suddenly appeared.
The Drunken Elder carried a large wine jar and gulped down a huge mouthful. "Haha! That hit the spot!"
He tossed the wine jar to Lu Chengwen. "Drink."
Lu Chengwen panted. "Senior, if you'd shown up any later, I'd have been dead."
"In my experience, one drink can quickly restore your stamina, fighting spirit, and masculine vigor."
Lu Chengwen was deeply annoyed. "That's your experience. Stop promoting it."
Then he took a huge gulp. "Aah—this wine is spicy!"
"Hahaha! Heroes drink strong liquor!"
Xiao Chongshan's face darkened. "You again!"
"That's right! Me again! Hahaha, maybe next time it'll still be me. Always me, forever me. What about it? Not happy?"
"Hmph! We'll see!"
Xiao Chongshan turned to leave in a huff.
"Oh! Oh! The Elder Council's little elder is leaving with his tail between his legs! Oh, oh!"
"Oh! Poor little thing, go home and cry in your Old Dean's arms, then tattle on us! Oh, oh!"
"Oh, tell him some weird old man who loves drinking scared your little bird into shriveling up! Oh! Oh!"
Xiao Chongshan stood frozen in place, nearly bursting with rage.
One of the guards quietly advised him, "Don't mind him. This man's martial arts are unfathomable. We should go back first."
"Listen to his advice, little friend."
The Drunken Elder and Lu Chengwen sat side by side on the hood of the off-road vehicle, taking turns drinking.
They continued provoking him.