From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou brought the rim of the glass to his lips, and the deep blue liquor flowed down his throat.

The initial taste is citrusy and sour, and after swallowing, the spiciness rises from the stomach.

He put down his glass, pressed his palm against the edge of the bar, and didn't move his feet.

Bai Zhi tapped the rim of her glass: "You're already leaning on the table after the first glass, how will you be able to drink the rest?"

Lu Yunzhou looked up at her and said, "I can stand. Bring me the second cup."

The laughter from the audience drowned out the music.

Someone slammed their hand on the table, while someone raised their phone and pointed it at the bar.

Alo stood by the DJ booth and repeated the rules for the first five drinks.

Bai Zhi ignored the commotion, washed the cocktail shaker, and started mixing the second glass.

The second cup was almost transparent in color, with a minty coolness on the palate, followed by a bitter taste after swallowing.

Lu Yunzhou tilted his head back and finished drinking. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and his breathing immediately became heavy.

He pressed his breath into his abdomen, circulated the "Creation Technique" to break down the rising effects of the alcohol, and then used the "Turtle Breathing Method" to regulate his breathing.

He suppressed the blush on his face.

The third glass was a dark red, with a mixture of sour plums and spicy spices.

As soon as the liquor hit the ground, a buzzing sound filled my ears, and my feet felt heavier.

Lu Yunzhou deliberately swayed his shoulder, his palm touching the back of the chair. He only withdrew his hand when the audience called out the countdown.

Bai Zhi pressed down on the cocktail shaker, her gaze falling on his shoes: "If you can't hold on, just admit defeat. Nobody's forcing you."

Lu Yunzhou gripped the empty glass, the veins on the back of his hand bulging: "Finish the fourth glass first, don't delay me from getting the answers."

Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow and turned to take out ginger juice and strong liquor.

The fourth cup was sweet at first, but then became very spicy.

After Lu Yunzhou finished drinking, his throat tightened and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He didn't stop, and raised his hand to pick up the fifth cup.

The fifth glass of wine was clear and bright in color, with an aroma that carried the bitterness of coffee.

The alcohol entered my stomach, and the heat accumulated from the previous four cups rushed upwards.

Lu Yunzhou pressed his true energy into his meridians, softened his breathing, and forcefully suppressed the surging force.

He then turned the empty cup upside down on the table.

The commotion in the bar paused for a moment.

Five drinks – that's the highest record ever recorded at Night Flight Bar.

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Several guests had already taken up their booths, waiting to see what he was going to ask.

Bai Zhi put away the wine pot and wiped her palms: "You can ask after you've had the first five cups."

Lu Yunzhou looked up, his gaze landing on her face: "Why did you send a message for the Crimson Scale Society?"

He didn't ask Bai Zhi about her private affairs.

Bai Zhi stopped wiping the cup.

She looked down at the remaining wine in her glass, and after a few seconds spoke: "I've been guarding this place for six years, delivering messages for them, and also protecting my own life."

She put the cup back on the shelf, her palm resting on the black card: "I'm waiting for someone who can make the Crimson Scales lose control. After you drink ten cups, I'll tell you the real deal."

Lu Yunzhou pushed the remaining wine glass aside and pressed down on the black card again.

He took the lead.

Bai Zhi rearranged the five wine glasses.

Instead of repeating the previous recipe, she poured lime juice, spirits, and salt water into the sixth cup.

Lu Yunzhou picked up his wine glass, the sour taste making him furrow his brow.

After swallowing, half of my tongue felt numb.

He stood in front of the bar, his inner energy flowing through his chest and abdomen, gradually neutralizing the effects of the alcohol.

The seventh cup had a honey-sweet taste, but the later part was intensely spicy.

Lu Yunzhou swayed his shoulders back halfway through his drink.

Urging voices immediately rose from the audience.

He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth and continued to drink the wine in his glass.

Bai Zhi stared at his breathing, the wine jug in her hand lingering there.

The eighth cup tasted sour at first, but the aftertaste was entirely bitter.

After finishing his drink, Lu Yunzhou closed his eyes and waited for the churning in his throat to subside before pushing the cup back.

Outsiders could only see his flushed cheeks and unsteady steps; no one knew that his internal energy had already circulated twice within his body.

The ninth glass was a deep purple color, and the wine had a herbal aroma.

As the wine dripped down, a dull pain immediately shot through my chest.

Lu Yunzhou held his breath for half a breath, then used the "Turtle Breathing Method" to regulate his breathing.

The effects of the alcohol spread along the meridians and were eventually suppressed into the limbs by the internal energy.

People in the audience started counting.

"Nine cups already!"

As soon as the shout came out, more people joined in, banging on the table.

Some people have already concluded that Lu Yunzhou won't last the last drink, and have even bet their money on Bai Zhi's drinks.

When Bai Zhi prepared the last cup, she moved much slower than before.

The wine in the glass was crystal clear, with only a faint fruity aroma.

Lu Yunzhou picked up his wine glass, paused for a moment, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The lingering effects of the previous nine glasses of alcohol all came rushing in at once.

He tensed his back and waist, his inner energy circulated rapidly along his meridians, and he used breathing techniques to suppress the churning in his throat.

Sweat dripped down his face, but his feet remained firmly planted on the ground.

The last drop of wine fell.

Lu Yunzhou put down the empty cup, raised his head, and stood still without falling.

The audience fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of slamming tables, whistling, and shouting mingled together.

People in the booths stood up one after another, and even the DJ turned down the music, letting the noise from the bar fill the hall.

Bai Zhi held the cocktail shaker, her eyes wide open, and remained motionless for a long time.

She stared at the ten empty cups in front of her, her hand slowly clenching.

"Are you still conscious?"

She looked up and asked.

Lu Yunzhou picked up the black card and casually wiped the water stains from the bottom of the glass: "Wake up. All ten glasses are finished."

Bai Zhi glanced down at the bar, her smile completely gone.

She took off her name tag from her chest, put it in her apron pocket, and then came out from behind the bar.

Lu Yunzhou put the Green Snake Copper Ring into his palm, raised his hand and pointed to the back door: "Bai Zhi, come with me."

Bai Zhi gathered her long hair behind her shoulder: "I set the rules, so I'll go with you."

A chorus of whistles immediately erupted from the surrounding area.

Bai Zhi picked up her coat from the back of the chair and, as she passed by A Luo, put the bar key in his hand.

A Luo opened his mouth, but in the end he only nodded to Lu Yunzhou.

The two walked out of the Night Flight Bar, the drumbeats behind them blocked by the iron gate.

The streetlights shone on Bai Zhi. She stood by the car, first scanning the alley entrance and street corner to make sure no one followed her out, before opening the passenger door and getting in.

Lu Yunzhou started the vehicle and drove out of Heishui Street.

After driving two blocks, he gripped the steering wheel and asked, "Now, let's talk about Duan Wei."

Bai Zhi fastened her seatbelt and turned to look at him: "Duan Wei has been contacting an even bigger rival in Fengshan these past few days. The Crimson Scale Society is only responsible for relaying messages and taking action; the real deal is yet to come."

Lu Yunzhou pressed his palm on the steering wheel, and the car accelerated accordingly.

Fengshan has already handed over the old port project to Duan Wei, which also involves Mu Qingying.

It now appears that the Crimson Scale Society is just one link in the chain that is out in the open.

He turned to Bai Zhi: "Who is the other party?"

Bai Zhi shook her head: "I haven't found out yet. I only know that Duan Wei has met with the other party twice. He handed over the contents of Yuanchuan's contract and Mu Qingying's whereabouts."

Lu Yunzhou's eyes darkened, and he reached for his phone.

Duan Wei's number is still in my contacts.

He pressed the dial button, and the car turned towards Fengming Group.