Xuanyuan Batian's Choice

Mystic Sky Continent, Xuanyuan Family!

Dungeon!

Qin Jishi sat upright on a bench, while Xuanyuan Batian remained expressionless.

The silence lasted for a long time. It was not broken until a disciple entered the cell carrying a food box.

"Young Master Qin!"

"Put it down."

Hearing this, the disciple placed the food box on the wooden table and slowly withdrew from the cell.

"Senior Xuanyuan!" Qin Jishi rose to his feet and took out the wine and dishes from the food box. "I came to bid you farewell this time, but before that, I'd like to have a few drinks with you."

As he spoke, Qin Jishi had already neatly arranged four small dishes and a pot of aged wine.

"A century-old vintage?"

Xuanyuan Batian, who had shown no expression until then, suddenly spoke.

"Hehe!"

Qin Jishi chuckled softly. "That's right. It is indeed a century-old vintage."

Qin Jishi then filled a wine cup and placed it before him.

Clank!

Clank!

Xuanyuan Batian dragged his iron chains as he slowly approached. He sat down without a word, picked up the wine cup, and drained it in one gulp.

Qin Jishi smiled without speaking, simply refilling Xuanyuan Batian's cup.

Once the cup was full, Xuanyuan Batian drained it again in one gulp.

When it was filled again, he did the same.

After three consecutive cups, an expression of enjoyment appeared on Xuanyuan Batian's face.

It was clear that he was a lover of wine.

Qin Jishi remained silent and filled his cup once more.

As Xuanyuan Batian looked at the wine before him, he suddenly seemed dazed.

"Qin Jishi, is this my last supper?"

Qin Jishi knew very well what Xuanyuan Batian had done. If someone had tried to kill him twice in a row, then fallen into his hands,