Chapter 283: The Last Vote (4)
5.
We held a banquet.
We had almost cleared the 40th floor in a single attempt, and the Venomous Snake had returned from his solitary training much stronger than imagined. It was enough reason to celebrate.
We, the leaders of the five great guilds, no longer view a comrades rapid growth with wariness or fear. Instead, like good friends, we genuinely congratulated each other.
Very genuinely, indeed.
Ive specially made my signature milk cocktail for the Chen Mu-mun Leader.
Stop it! Stop! Old man Sword Saint! You know nothing about cocktails! Youre like a kitschy dandy who enjoys the ambiance of a cocktail bar but ends up drinking only milk because you cant appreciate the taste Blargh!?
Here, drink up. Its a cocktail made by a combat power meter. I thought a plain Kahlua milk would be boring, so I mixed in durian juice and espresso with milk. This place is similar to a beach resort in the midst of a jungle, isnt it? Let me measure your romantic power.
Bloody Ugh, Uweck! Blargh, cough, woowoowoo!
Hmm, romantic power 10,000 20,000 50,000 530,000 Its rising. Youth is a good thing. An old combat power meter like me should just die.
Has the Medicine King possessed you, you crazy old man!?