Chapter 133

Damn it, what's going on?

Why does my head feel so heavy? This dizzy feeling is making me feel nauseous.

I only drank two bottles of beer, why did I end up like this?

"This... this isn't right..."

Wu Liang sat on the sofa, staring at the wine bottle on the table.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the bottle in front of him seemed to have split in two.

"Qu Jiu (Qijiu)... I haven't finished drinking it yet... Why did you open another bottle for me...?"

Wu Liang, whose tongue was tied due to dizziness, stood up unsteadily.

The intense dizziness felt like someone was slamming a sledgehammer into the walls of his head.

I could barely feel my legs; my feet felt light as a feather.

It feels like you could be sent flying to heaven if you're not careful, and that feeling is really unsettling.

Something's wrong, something's really wrong. Why is he so dizzy right now?

"Wu Liang... you're not... drunk, are you...?"

Qijiu looked at Wu Liang, whose face was as red as a monkey's bottom.

This guy was saying he had a high alcohol tolerance.

How come he turned into this mess after drinking less than two bottles of beer?

She had initially thought Wu Liang was a good drinker and that they could have a good drink together.

So this person can only handle one drink?

"Drunk... drunk?... I'm known as the Little God of Wine... how could I possibly be drunk...?"

Muttering incoherently, Wu Liang stared at Ye Luotong and Qijiu, who were using the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique, with some confusion.

Dizziness, blurred vision, and nausea are typical symptoms of drinking too much.

Moreover, the frenzied feeling in his stomach made him even more uncomfortable.

This is problematic. He used to be a true god of wine, so how come he's like this now...?

"I think you should take a rest."

Ye Luotong pinched Qijiu as if complaining.

Why would he buy beer for no reason? Wu Liang must be drunk.

"Okay... then I'll... rest for a bit..."

Wu Liang clutched her lower abdomen and staggered down the corridor.

Snap!

Losing his balance, Wu Liang fell heavily to the ground.

"Holy crap..."

Feeling his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, Wu Liang muttered a complaint under his breath.

He now roughly understands why things turned out this way.

Although his body is indeed abnormal now, he has absolutely no immunity to alcohol.

"Wu Liang! Are you alright?!"

Upon seeing Wu Liang fall to the ground, Ye Luotong rushed to Wu Liang's side and helped him up.

What are you pretending for? If you can't drink, then don't drink.

But just as Ye Luotong helped Wu Liang up...

Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around her waist...

Chapter 80: Investigation (Bonus Chapter 30/32 for Monthly Tickets)

The Wu family's study was enormous; it could be described as a small library.

The room was filled with the rich aroma of books, and a large number of calligraphy and paintings hung on both sides of the room.

It's somewhat like they deliberately hung expensive paintings along the edge of the entrance for decoration.

The first impression upon entering is the strong sense of ancient wood, as if one has been transported to a medieval library in an instant.

The bright skylight let in dappled sunlight, like scattered silver, which fell onto the bookshelf.

The bronze bookshelf was hazy, with vine-like patterns on the slightly lace-edged glass.

Although it's cleaned every day, it still has a sense of history.

The huge bookshelves display hundreds of classic Chinese works.

The spacious bookshelf, resembling a small pavilion, is separated in the middle by two or three exquisitely crafted stone carvings.

If it weren't for the thousands upon thousands of books displayed here, one might mistake this place for a library.

Rustling... rustling...

The sound was like turning pages of a book, or like writing with a fountain pen.

At a round wooden table on the right side of the study, a girl dressed in maid dress is intently writing something.

European- maid dress always give people a sense of tranquility and elegance.

Bright silver light spots fell on the girl's long, jet-black hair.

The young girl blended perfectly into the antique medieval study, just like a beauty in a painting.

It seemed to be an indispensable part of this study.

A quiet and undisturbed atmosphere seemed to circulate around the girl.

But a hint of caution and seriousness flashed in the girl's dark, beautiful eyes, and her tightly closed lips pursed into a thin line.

The girl's slightly furrowed brows revealed that she was feeling rather heavy-hearted.

He was drawing something on the paper with a pen, but the messy lines made it look chaotic.

There were kraft paper and some folders on the table.

A hint of anger appeared on the girl's usually aloof and cold face.

"Found it..."

Yao Shi put down her pen and looked at the various lines and the tree diagram of relationships between the characters on the paper.

She had been secretly investigating this matter without the young master's knowledge, and now she had finally found out.

Because they couldn't rely on the Wu family's resources, they encountered many problems during the investigation.

However, it has now been almost completely sorted out.

She finally caught the culprit who attacked the young master.

"How dare someone do such a thing to the young master..."

She snapped the pen in her hand, and the black ink instantly stained Yao Shi's fair hand.

A bone-chilling cold air rose from around Yao Shi's feet.

With a cold laugh, Yao Shi memorized the names and appearances of the people on the paper.

"Since you dared to attack the young master, I think you must have made corresponding preparations."

He took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped the ink off his hands.

The uncontrollable anger was like a wild beast roaring deep within his heart.

Yao Shi had never been so angry; the anger almost filled her entire heart.

"I knew you'd be doing well with your investigation in a place like this."

Milutin, whose bandages had just been removed, stood at the doorway, flexing his right hand as he walked to Yao Shi's side.

Ruby's eyes darkened as she looked at the photos on Yao Shi's desk.

Is this the group of people who want to harm the young master? I really don't know who gave them the courage.

"How is your right hand? Won't removing the bandage so early cause any problems?"

Yao Shi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed her anger.

You can't rush these things; the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

Especially now that only Milutin and another person can help her.

She had to be extremely careful about this matter and couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

"Yes, I've actually recovered pretty much."

"Fortunately, I used to be a mercenary, so this kind of injury is nothing."

Milutin raised his right arm and waved it casually twice.

Although there are still some things I'm not used to, it's nothing serious.

As a mercenary, she had long since lost count of how many times she had been wounded on the battlefield.

This kind of injury was nothing to her.

She has suffered countless fatal injuries in the past, let alone minor ones like this.

"It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it."

"It should be fully recovered in a few days."

Milutin sat on the table, draping her long, black-stockinged legs over one side.

He casually picked up a photo from the table and examined it closely.

"Let's talk about it after your injuries have fully healed."

"Only the two of us know about this plan, and only the two of us will carry it out."

"Just in case anything unexpected happens, let's wait until your injuries have fully healed before making any plans."

Yao Shi reached out and placed her hand on Milutin's right shoulder.

This time, she could only rely on herself and Milutin.

In this situation where the enemy outnumbers us, we must not overlook any possible changes.

If anything is overlooked, she will face mission failure and the young master's disappointment.

"Are you serious? You plan to dismantle the entire group with just the two of us?"

Milendin stared at the person in the photo and spoke softly.

Although she knew that Yao Shi's abilities were very strong, almost to the point of being abnormal.

But isn't it a bit too much to rely solely on the abilities of just the two of them?

"This group of people almost killed the young master."

"But for that reason alone, they deserve to die."

Yao Shi wiped the ink off her hands and threw the wet wipe into the trash can.

Regardless of the power and influence this group possesses.

If anyone dares to do something so outrageous to the young master, Yao Shi will absolutely not let them off easily.

"I am the young master's personal maid."

"If I can't even protect the young master, then what's the point of my life?"

Yao Shi said coldly.

If this potential threat is not eliminated for the young master...

Then what right does she have to be called the young master's personal maid?