Chapter 499: Chapter 499: Cowards Don’t Deserve to Be My Friends

After arriving at the Hidden Sect, Qian Yunlong was ostracized by people everywhere, and now even a small waiter dares to look down on him.

Of course, he is not happy.

The drinks arrived quickly, and Qian Yunlong opened a bottle first.

"It’s indeed good alcohol, Brother Ye, since everyone here is Fatty’s friend, let me toast to you first." Qian Yunlong poured drinks for everyone and handed a glass to Ye Qingtian.

"Sorry, I’m not really in the mood to drink this alcohol." Ye Qingtian hesitated.

"Brother Ye, why don’t you want to drink?" Qian Yunlong was somewhat displeased.

"This alcohol is garbage, plus I’ve already drunk too much these past few days, I really don’t want to drink today."

Ye Qingtian looked reluctant.

At the nightclub, Ye Qingtian had drunk quite a bit, and he hadn’t held back during meals with Tang Chan’er either.

Indeed, Ye Qingtian had been drinking quite a lot recently.

However, to everyone else, claiming the alcohol was garbage and saying he’d drunk a lot seemed like mere excuses not to drink.

Upon hearing this, Qian Yunlong flashed a sly smile, exchanging glances with Zhao Feiyan and Meng Jiao.

"Brother Ye, everyone here is Fatty’s friend, not drinking doesn’t give him face, Fatty’s friends aren’t cowards! I’ll have my drink first!"

Qian Yunlong didn’t care whether Ye Qingtian agreed or not, he gulped down the drink to show respect.

Witnessing this, Ye Qingtian felt very awkward.

He sighed, frowned, and reluctantly drank a glass of "One Strike to the Throat."

Cough...

Ye Qingtian started coughing, "This alcohol is too strong."

Seeing Ye Qingtian affected by the drink, Qian Yunlong and his crew continued to smile maliciously.

Then, Meng Jiao stood up, "Mr. Ye, all of Fatty’s friends are real men, I toast to you."

Meng Jiao shared a drink with Ye Qingtian.

"Brother Ye, Brother Wang is lucky to have a friend like you, I’ll toast to you on his behalf."

Zhao Feiyan also shared a drink with Ye Qingtian.

After drinking, Zhao Feiyan murmured, "Hmph, let’s see how we don’t out-drink you!"

A man and two women took turns clinking glasses with Ye Qingtian.

Each time Ye Qingtian was very reluctant and didn’t want to drink.

His face was flushed with alcohol, eyes glassy, and his body swaying.

Clearly, he had had too much.

Seeing this, Qian Yunlong and his gang exchanged glances and toasted even more wildly!

After finishing five bottles of "One Strike to the Throat," Qian Yunlong was already dizzy.

Zhao Feiyan and Meng Jiao were belching constantly, their bodies reeking of alcohol.

"Damn it, why is this guy still not down!"

"Damn, we’re screwed!"

Qian Yunlong was the first to realize that Ye Qingtian was merely pretending to be drunk!

Qian Yunlong and his friends were furious, who’d have thought Ye Qingtian shouted for the waiter, "Bring five more bottles!"

The alcohol was quickly laid out.

Ye Qingtian opened all five bottles directly.

With a drunken face, he said, "Come, I toast a bottle to everyone here, or else it doesn’t give Fatty face. Fatty’s friends aren’t cowards."

With that said, Ye Qingtian actually downed a whole bottle himself.

Damn it!

Qian Yunlong and his friends were dumbfounded.

Not drinking doesn’t give Fatty face!

Fatty’s friends aren’t cowards!

This bastard used his own words to mock himself, this was simply too arrogant.

Qian Yunfei and the others were full of anger, originally not wanting to drink.

"The boss is right, whoever doesn’t drink doesn’t give me face, cowards aren’t worthy of being my friends!"

Fatty Wang said.

Qian Yunlong, Zhao Feiyan, and Meng Jiao exchanged glances, looking helpless.

There was no choice, in the end, they had to drink.

Qian Yunlong was slightly better, but the two girls, after just a couple of sips, vomited on the floor.

After half a bottle, Qian Yunlong couldn’t hold it anymore, and bursted into a frenzy of vomiting.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingtian, having finished a bottle, didn’t show any adverse effects.

Instead, his previous drunkenness gradually faded, his eyes clearing like the sea.

Fatty Wang scratched his head, "The boss is indeed a boss."

Three people combined tried to out-drink Ye Qingtian, but they all ended up vomiting while Ye Qingtian didn’t even flinch.

This was simply a god of alcohol!

At this moment, the waiter heard the commotion inside and knocked before entering.

Seeing the mess in the room, he asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to switch to a different private room?"

"Switch!" Qian Yunlong couldn’t stand the foul mess he had created and said urgently.

"Then please settle the bill first, once paid the guests can switch rooms."

The waiter said.

"Oh, settling the bill is nothing, how much?" Qian Yunlong said boldly.

"Sir, you consumed ten bottles of ’One Strike to the Throat’, the price is six million Hidden Sect coins."

Upon hearing that, the room was filled with silence.

Qian Yunlong only felt dizzy.

How much?

Six million Hidden Sect coins?

Six million Hidden Sect coins is equivalent to sixty million Huaxia yuan!

Qian Yunlong’s ten-year spending isn’t even this much!

At this moment, he was completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Feiyan and Meng Jiao also widened their eyes, their faces turned pale.

"Did you make a mistake? We only drank ten bottles of alcohol!"

Qian Yunlong shouted angrily.

"Yeah, even the best alcohol in the world is only a few thousand per bottle, how could it be so much?"

Meng Jiao said hurriedly.

"Yes, six million Hidden Sect coins is more than the assets of my Zhao family, how is that possible."

Zhao Feiyan also protested loudly.

Fatty Wang felt somewhat embarrassed, not expecting things to turn out like this.

Originally, he was very happy to meet Ye Qingtian at the Tang Family and planned to hang out with him.

Who knew this gathering would cost six million!

Even though his family was a major clan in the Mongol Empire, he actually lived quite humbly, usually only having one or two thousand in pocket money, with no real savings at all.

And at this time, Ye Qingtian remained calm, indifferent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the bill is correct, this ’One Strike to the Throat’ is a newly launched product, personally crafted by our chairman, each bottle is priced at sixty thousand Hidden Sect coins, so ten bottles are clearly six hundred thousand."

The waiter’s remark immediately shocked everyone silly.

Qian Yunlong looked at the table full of empty bottles, and coughed up old blood.

Pfft...

"Mr. Qian, the alcohol we just drank cost sixty thousand per bottle, quite expensive, don’t waste it," Ye Qingtian advised earnestly.

Pfft...

Another mouthful of old blood sprayed out.

Coming to the Hidden Sect Realm, with the task of recruiting talents yet unfinished, now, squandering this amount of money, letting the family know might lead to him being expelled from the clan!

In the end, with no choice, Qian Yunlong grudgingly said, "For the alcohol tonight... let’s split the bill."

Zhao Feiyan and Meng Jiao’s complexions turned very unsightly.

They were girls, quite beautiful in appearance, and had never paid for meals themselves.

But they also knew, if they didn’t settle the bill, they wouldn’t be able to leave today.

This was in the Hidden Sect Realm!

Not the Mortal World.

Here, even a guard could squeeze them to death!

Qian Yunlong took out his cards and cash.

"These combined amount to approximately ten thousand Hidden Sect coins."

Ten thousand Hidden Sect coins are equivalent to a hundred thousand Huaxia yuan.

It’s his annual expense.

Meng Jiao and Zhao Feiyan as girls, had no real money.

They only managed to bring out a thousand Hidden Sect coins.

Looking at the money before them, they turned to Ye Qingtian.

"Ye Qingtian, everyone else has chipped in, why are you still standing there!"

Zhao Feiyan angrily said.

Now she felt even more certain that Fatty Wang befriending him meant dealing with a jinx!