Chapter 1642 - 1643: Mysterious Wine
Yang Fei followed the winding arrows straight ahead.
After walking through the bustling street, there was indeed a small alley on Xiang Zuo's side.
In the sunny spot of the alley, there was a dog meat stall, and a girl sat beside a round table next to the stall.
On the round table in front of her, there were two hot dishes, one cold dish, and a pot of aged wine.
This girl had an exceedingly delicate appearance, her hair styled into a bun; youthful and playful, her sword-like eyebrows although inclined upwards, gave her an added touch of heroic spirit alongside her delicate features.
On her clavicle, there was a spider-shaped tattoo, contrasting against her snow-white skin, forming a strange allure.
Yang Fei watched the girl, hesitated slightly, unsure whether the note he received was written by this girl.
The bun-haired girl saw Yang Fei in an instant, her eyes brightened, and she stood up, waving at him repeatedly.
"Here, I'll treat you to a drink."
Yang Fei was a bit curious, walked toward her, and scrutinized the girl.
"You're treating me to a drink. Do you know me?"
The girl grabbed the amber-colored wine jar on the table and poured Yang Fei a bowl full of wine.
"Meeting by chance, why bother to have known each other? Drink if there's wine; let's talk afterward, why waste time with words?"
As she spoke, she picked up the wine bowl and pressed it into Yang Fei's hand, herself pouring half a bowl of wine.
The girl lifted her wine bowl, gulped it all down, showing Yang Fei the bottom of the bowl.
"See, this is the way of a good fellow in the Mortal World."
Yang Fei couldn't help but smile wryly, this girl's boldness and generosity were beyond his expectations.
He raised his wine bowl and took a sip, only feeling a scent of wine mixed with the fragrance of roses; the wine was not thickly flavored.
The girl stared wide-eyed at Yang Fei.
"Why didn't you finish this bowl of wine? This is the rose wine brewed by me and my mother, not something ordinary folks get to drink."
Yang Fei smiled bitterly, shrugged, "I don't drink women's wine."
The bun-haired girl snorted, her small nose crinkling with a cute wrinkle.
"The most annoying thing is your guys' male chauvinism, what's wrong with wine for women? This wine may have a floral fragrance, but it can certainly make one drunk."
Yang Fei laughed out loud and indeed finished the wine the girl poured, exhaling a long breath.
The girl immediately rejoiced, grabbed the wine jar, and poured half a bowl for Yang Fei, filling her own bowl.
"Good, let's drink another bowl."
As she spoke, she raised the wine bowl to her moist lips, gulped down half a bowl of wine and swallowed it.
This bowl was clearly drunk too hastily; a rosy flush appeared on her snow-white cheeks, wine spilling and splashing onto her chest.
The girl's purple embroidered blouse was wet, revealing an enchanting peach-shaped contour, the rising area quite seductive.
Yang Fei chuckled, such wine, he wouldn't get drunk even drinking a hundred bowls of it, and thus emptied another bowl.
"Good!"
The girl's laughter blossomed, eyes gleaming with excitement, extremely pleased.
She picked up the wine jar and poured Yang Fei a third bowl of wine.
This time, Yang Fei reached out to stop her.
"Sorry, this unfamiliar wine, I can't drink a third bowl. First, tell me who are you?"
"Humph, that's boring."
The girl sighed, pouting, murmuring.
"I knew you would certainly ask this question, you're no different from those common folks."
"It would've been best if you didn't ask me, I didn't ask you, we'd get drunk once together, each followed their own path, wouldn't that be the best?"
Yang Fei's lips curved up with a graceful arc that seemed to be a smile yet not.
"That won't do, I came to participate in the Martial Golden Sword Tournament, facing an opponent today, who might be very tricky."
"If you get me drunk, what if later I lose control and accidentally kill someone? This debt, I'd place on you."
The girl was amused by Yang Fei's words, giggling, casting a glance at Yang Fei.
"You're quite confident, getting drunk only means you'll be killed, how could you possibly kill others?"
Yang Fei waved his fists, threateningly squeezing them towards her.
"You're underestimating my pair of fists, drunkenness only adds to my energy."
"Quickly tell me, what's your intention in treating me to drink, or else I won't accompany you."
The girl's eyes flashed with cunningness, smilingly said.
"Alright, I may not know you, but I know your opponent today."
"If there's no surprise, Kimura Ihei will be your first challenger today."
Yang Fei looked at the girl in shock, "How do you know?"
The girl snorted, pinched a piece of dog meat into her mouth, slowly chewing.
"Not only do I know Kimura Ihei is your formidable enemy, but I also know you killed someone from the Murakami Clan last night."
"They invited Kimura Ihei to act, intending to defeat you in the ring, to revive the prestige of the Kimura Clan."
This time, Yang Fei's mouth opened wider, "How did you know again?"
The girl gazed at Yang Fei irritably, her big eyes flickering, nose scrunched fiercely, looking very cute.
"You're a tape recorder, just spinning around with that sentence?"
"How I know the news, don't bother, I just want to ask for a favor from you."
Yang Fei stood up neatly.
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of helping people, you've found the wrong person."
After saying this, he turned to leave, also casually pinching a large chunk of lamb into his mouth, looking like he was making the most of the situation.
The girl didn't expect him to leave immediately and hurriedly stood up, grabbing his arm.
"I treated you to two bowls of wine at least, can't you show some face?"
Yang Fei finally swallowed the lamb, looking at the girl with a wicked smile.
"Offering hospitality for no reason must be fraud or theft; speak your mind, I won't agree anyway."
The girl stomped in anger, her big eyes flickering with annoyance.
"No wonder Sister Zi Chen said you're the world's number-one jerk, a nasty rogue, he was absolutely right."
"Sister Zi Chen, An Zichen?"
This time, Yang Fei was stunned; he didn't expect this girl to be connected with An Zichen, automatically asked a question.
"Who are you after all?"
Seeing she successfully piqued his curiosity, the girl smirked triumphantly, like a beautiful jade suffused with lustrous luster, bloomed splendidly, extraordinarily enchanting.
"Remember, I am Shi Meizi; Sister Zi Chen once taught me Martial Arts."
Yang Fei's mouth opened wider and wider.
"What? An Zichen has an apprentice, why has she never mentioned it?"
Shi Meizi laughed, much like a Little Fox.
"I am not Sister Zi Chen's apprentice, I am her sister."
"Every year, she would set aside two or three days to visit Sang Country, instructing me in Martial Arts combat techniques."
Yang Fei believed Shi Meizi without hesitation.
An Zichen is truly like a Divine Dragon, elusive, how could ordinary people know her name?
He sighed good-naturedly, "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
Shi Meizi's expression suddenly turned solemn; she spoke each word seriously.
"I received information that in today's ring, the War God Alliance's Kimura Clan's number one Martial Arts Master, Kimura Ihei will come after you."
"I hope, you can kill this guy on the ring.
Yang Fei was startled, looking at the crystal-jade-like beautiful Shi Meizi
"Why are you so vicious at your young age? Why want Kimura Ihei dead?"
Shi Meizi sighed, a look of hatred flashing in her eyes.
"Because he is my Chief Imperial Guard, once this month is over, he's likely to become my fiance."
The fourth update will be a bit late.