"Come on, drink! Bottoms up!"
Zhao Yuan raised his cup with swagger and shouted, his voice echoing through the air like a thunderclap.
Hearing his call, Xu Bai, Luo Bai, Hao Wu, and the others eagerly responded.
They raised their cups together, saluting Zhao Yuan in a toast from afar.
Then, without hesitation, everyone tipped back their heads and drained their cups. The fiery, mellow wine slid down their throats, leaving a burning sensation.
"Hahaha..."
Hearty laughter rang out. Beaming, Zhao Yuan said, "Although the sect issued a ban a few days ago forbidding us from privately selling spirit beasts, we already made a killing before that!
"Those precious spirit stones will keep us living comfortably for quite a while!
"Besides, these past few days, we've continued trading through some discreet channels. The volume isn't as high as before, but there's still profit to be made.
"As the saying goes, a thin stream flows a long way. As long as we keep at it, everyone will reap a mountain of spirit stones!
"Come on, let's have another toast to our wonderful future!"
With that, Zhao Yuan quickly refilled his cup and raised it high again, offering everyone another distant toast.
The others followed suit, their faces brimming with cheerful smiles.
Amid laughter and merriment, they downed another cup, as though they could already see wealth rolling in.
Just then, however, a contemptuous snort shattered the joyous atmosphere.
"Hmph, that damned Ying Ming Hao actually thinks he can fight us? Doesn't he know how little he amounts to?
"With his pathetic abilities, all he can do is stay behind us and eat our dust!"
Luo Bai sneered through gritted teeth, intense resentment flashing in his eyes.
Clearly, he harbored a deep hatred for Ying Ming Hao.
Unfortunately, immersed in his