Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Murong Fu noticed the man's imposing gait and instinctively opened the favorability rating section.

Name: Qiao Feng

【Favourability: 40】

As expected of Qiao Feng, the greatest man in Tianlong!

Murong Fu had previously tested this; most people's favorability towards him ranged from 20 to 50. Some were cautious, suspicious, and unapproachable, while others were warm, optimistic, and kind. Naturally, their attitudes and favorability towards strangers differed.

Those who score 60 or higher are almost certainly people who have some "interest" in him.

Therefore, it is quite normal for Qiao Feng to have a favorability rating of 40, which is even on the friendly side.

Murong Fu didn't look at them for long, after all, staring at strangers, especially people from the martial arts world, could lead to bloodshed.

Qiao Feng walked straight to an empty table and sat down casually, which was exactly two o'clock in the direction of Murong Fu.

The three people following behind him also carried several cloth bags, one of whom was carrying a dirty, rough burlap sack that bulged on the ground and occasionally bounced.

Based on Murong Fu's understanding of the Beggars' Sect, the bag should contain many venomous snakes, serving as both weapons and emergency rations.

The four people sat down, and the owner of the pocket said:

"Boss, you've ordered too much. The three of us old folks can't even drink two bowls of wine these days. We're afraid we'll mess things up if we drink too much..."

Bartender!

As he spoke, he asked the bartender to reduce the portion size.

"Hey—" Qiao Feng raised his hand to stop the old beggar and said, "Master Fang, you haven't left the mountain for many years, and you were not familiar with me before, so you don't know my habits."

I was raised in a rough and unrefined way, and besides martial arts, my only hobby is drinking. And the more I drink, the more energetic and powerful I become, hahaha!

"I see. You are indeed extraordinary, leader. You have the bearing of a dragon and a phoenix!"

I haven't been involved in any affairs for many years. I heard from some of my disciples that our new Beggar Clan leader is a peerless martial artist, not only in terms of strength and demeanor, but also in his capacity for alcohol.

They say they can drink ten or twenty kilograms of liquor in one sitting, hahaha.

I believed what I said before, but I figured that someone who could drink like a bull was just bragging. I never expected this... hahaha..."

"Ah, hahaha, that's right."

When I first started out, my brothers all said I was as strong as an ox and could drink as much as an ox.

Alas, Brother Ma has been framed by a villain this time, and our gang is outraged. We had no choice but to call upon all the retired leaders and senior members to come out of seclusion, hoping to find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge Brother Ma!

......

Murong Fu possessed extraordinary skill; half a year ago, he had already reached the fourth level of the Mingyu Skill, which was close to perfection.

In just six months, he has naturally made breakthroughs and is now at the fifth level of Mingyu Gong, which has given him additional benefits for Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Ta Yue Liu Xiang.

I suppose it's because my "Shifting Stars" and "Transferring Flowers and Jade" techniques, though different martial arts, share the same underlying principles.

Originally, Murong Fu's martial arts skills were only at the level of a first-rate master, which was his weakest point.

At this point, his internal strength was far greater, at least on par with Qiao Feng's.

With profound internal strength, one's hearing and eyesight are sharp, and he could naturally hear clearly the conversation between Qiao Feng and others not far away.

He thought to himself, "So they've really started investigating Ma Dayuan's death."

Qiao Feng and Ma Dayuan had a rather ordinary relationship. This was because Ma Dayuan knew Qiao Feng's identity, and also because Ma Dayuan and Qiao Feng had different styles of doing things, so they were not very close.

However, both men were upright gentlemen and never had any grudges against each other. Ma Dayuan also did not harbor any ill intentions because Qiao Feng was of foreign blood and always handled official business in a fair manner.

Therefore, Qiao Feng was quite angry when he learned of Ma Dayuan's death, and he was heartbroken that the Beggars' Clan had lost a pillar.

Therefore, the matter was quickly communicated to the entire gang and even to heroes of the martial arts world, striving not to overlook any clues and to avenge him.

In addition, they began to talk about the gang's internal plans and suspects, and Qiao Feng also discussed the various arrangements for fighting against the Liao Kingdom.

Murong Fu couldn't just sit there and listen, so he picked up his wine bowl and took another small sip.

【Favourability: 38】

Ok?

Murong Fu doesn't usually open the favorability interface, but he hadn't closed it just now, which made him realize that Chief Qiao's favorability had decreased by 2.

Why?

Murong Fu focused his eyes on the wine bowl that he hadn't yet put down.

This?

He then downed the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

【Favourability: 41】

Holy crap, is this right?

Murong Fu found this standard of judgment unbelievable.

Should we try again?

He poured another bowl, took a small sip, and put it down.

【Favourability: 39】

He grabbed it and drank it all in one gulp!

【Favourability: 42】

Sip——37

Drink it all - 41

Sip——36

......

Just as Murong Fu was about to go all out, he suddenly heard A'Zhu speak:

"Young master, please don't drink so fast, I can't keep up..."

Turning around, I saw that A Zhu's pretty face was flushed, and she already looked drunk.

Murong Fu stroked A'Zhu's little hand and said:

"A-Zhu, you don't need to stay with me. Just sit here and keep me company."

Hey buddy, a bowl of hangover soup, please!

"Give me another ten catties of sorghum!"

【Favourability: 47】

It really is!

Murong Fu is now truly certain: Qiao Feng's favorability increases with his alcohol tolerance!

So Murong Fu drank it down bowl after bowl.

He didn't drink much alcohol before because he preferred sweet soft drinks to spicy liquor.

However, with his Mingyu Gong skill, once the wine entered his body, its nutrients were directly absorbed by his stomach and intestines, nourishing his body in every strand.

Therefore, the better a person's martial arts skills are, the more they can drink.

And the favorability rating also soared, reaching 70 after another three jin of wine.

A'Zhu herself possessed strong internal energy and an excellent physique; according to the setting, she could withstand the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms for a long time without dying.

After drinking a bowl of hangover soup, Murong Fu was completely sober during the drinking session.

Her face was filled with surprise.

Why is your son drinking so much wine all by himself?

Young master, can you really drink that much?

At this moment, a tall figure moved to his side. Azhu turned her head and looked over, only to find that it was the long-haired big man at the next table.

"Haha, I have been very rude. This gentleman seems to have quite a capacity for alcohol, drinking alone. I happen to be drinking alone as well, so I'm taking the liberty of asking if you would be willing to drink with me until we're both thoroughly drunk?"

It turned out that the Beggars' Sect's affairs had been arranged, and the other leaders and seniors had each drunk a bowl or two of wine before leaving.

Qiao Feng was left alone when he happened to see a dashing young man at the opposite table. At first, he sipped his wine slowly, but then he downed a whole bowl of strong liquor in one gulp.

His behavior was extremely strange, constantly shifting between sipping and drinking heavily, which greatly aroused Qiao Feng's interest.

In the blink of an eye, this young master had drunk three or four catties of wine.

Qiao Feng admired the young man's bold and heroic demeanor. Seeing that the young woman had stopped drinking, he realized that the young man seemed as lonely as he was, and he had the idea of ​​going up to drink with him.

"Alright! Please have a seat, brother."

"Bartender! Another ten catties of liquor, five catties of sliced ​​beef, and a plate of fried peanuts."

He then took half a silver ingot from the silver ingot in his inner pocket, threw it steadily onto the counter, and then pointed to Qiao Feng's table.

"Bring the food and drinks here quickly."

Both tables are on me!