At those words, the expression on Hong Yi's face seemed to ease a little. Then he smiled. "How about this? If you lose, you give me that jar of Immortal's Brew you've been treasuring!"
The corner of Meng Jiu's mouth twitched involuntarily. "You stinking beggar, you really are ruthless," he said fiercely. "I went to enormous trouble to get that Immortal's Brew. No matter how badly I crave a drink, I can't bear to touch it."
"What? Scared? Forget it, then," Hong Yi said mildly.
"Scared? Who's scared? It's settled!" Meng Jiu said hastily. "I'm waiting for your Thousand-Year Drunk. And let's agree first-how long do I have to hold them off? No tricking me!"
"Don't worry. If you can hold them off for fifteen minutes, you win," Hong Yi said.
Meng Jiu thought it over and found no difficulty in it at all. Even if the other person's cultivation far surpassed his own, holding them off for a little while would still be no problem.
"Just you watch. Oh, and Brother Huang will be the witness to this wager," Meng Jiu said with a smile.
"No problem. Brother Huang, you're our witness," Hong Yi readily agreed.
But before Huang Xiao could answer, Hong Yi's figure flashed away, darting toward the path down the mountain on the other side.
"Beggar, are you trying to run?" Meng Jiu demanded, his expression changing.
"Little Drunkard, I'll be going on ahead. The wager still stands. Let's see whether you can stop them. Brother Huang, until we meet again!" Hong Yi had long since vanished from their sight, but his voice still rang in their ears.
"Hmph, fifteen minutes? You're looking down on me far too much." Hearing that, Meng Jiu relaxed. He had thought Hong Yi was going back on his word. As