Chapter 415: Chapter 415

At that moment, after cultivating in the mountains for two months, Wang Zihao, who believed he had honed his patience to perfection, finally grew somewhat restless.

Xu Hao, in a silent and imperceptible manner, had once again become the center of attention.

This greatly displeased Wang Zihao, whose heart seethed with indignation. Hmph! Why are you, yet again, the focus of everyone's attention?

I, Wang Zihao, descended from the heavens, shattering your technique of "pluck the leaf to injure a person" with just a pebble. Isn't that shocking?

Yet, you have the ability to converse freely among these venerable grandfathers, even earning their profound admiration. Why can't I, Wang Zihao, do the same?

Xu Hao, you just wait. This time I will completely defeat you, make you lose all face, to avenge the humiliation you inflicted on me at the auction!

Wu Yong frowned slightly.

Frankly speaking, he did not like Sun Zai'an's personality.

He believed that as members of grand families, they should act and behave with the dignity befitting such status.

But there was Sun Zai'an, still as carefree and reckless in his behavior now as he had been decades ago, completely the image of an old mischievous child.

However, when Sun Zai'an called out to him, he could not simply ignore him without being accused of disrespecting his elders.

Wu Yong had no choice but to walk over, but as he did, something occurred to him, and he suddenly smiled slightly, saying, "Brother Qian, let me be frank, Xu Hao's capacity for liquor that evening truly amazed me. In all my life, I've never seen anyone drink like that."

Looking towards Sun Zai'an and others, he chuckled, "Since our venerable elders here want to see Young Master Xu's drinking ability, why don't you give a demonstration right here, right now?

Qian Jiuyue huffed, "Brother Wu, don't think I don't know what you're up to. If Young Master Xu gets drunk, how can he compete in martial arts against Wang Zihao later?"

Wu Yong sneered, "What did I say? I merely suggested he show off his immense drinking capacity. Brother Qian, why must you make everything so serious and think so convolutedly? Don't you find it tiring?"

Qian Jiuyue, unflinching and still cold, retorted, "Wu Yong, there's no need for pretense here. We all understand the insinuation in your words, no need to beat around the bush."

At this point, Xu Hao smiled, "Family Head Qian, there's no need to argue with him. Who doesn't understand his little tricks? But it's just drinking, right? Master Wu, I'll drink, but nothing below one hundred thousand yuan per bottle. If you want me to drink, it's simple—bring any liquor over one hundred thousand, and I'll drink as much as you provide!"

Wu Yong thought to himself that last time at Hua Du International Hotel, Xu Hao hadn't mentioned this rule.

But he didn't care; it was just liquor costing one hundred thousand yuan per bottle. Even if Xu Hao could finish ten bottles, that was merely one million yuan—to him, one million seemed no more significant than one hundred yuan to an ordinary person. He simply didn't mind the money.

With so many Grandmaster level elderly gentlemen seated here, his father among them, a Grandmaster himself, they would instantly notice if Xu Hao used internal energy to force himself to drink.

But, to those relatively ordinary people, Xu Hao's words came as a surprise.

An eighty-two-year-old Lafite on the market was just ninety-seven thousand yuan—that was more than what many people saved in a year! Rеаd аhеаd аnd gеt updаtеs аt М*V*L*Е*М*Р*Y*R.

Yet Xu Hao had stated he never drank anything costing less than one hundred thousand yuan!

In many people's eyes, besides astonishment, there was envy.

This alone demonstrated just how wealthy Xu Hao truly was.

Many of them were disciples of their respective families; otherwise, they wouldn't even be here today, let alone sitting here dining.

Yet the annual allowance of many amongst them wouldn't cover the cost of a single bottle of the liquor Xu Hao commonly drank!

The tremendous gap in their wealth was plainly evident.

Wu Yong laughed, "Don't mention one hundred thousand yuan; even if it's one million yuan per bottle, as long as you drink, I can bring it to you!"

"Master Wu is indeed generous. Then bring me ten cases of good liquor worth more than a million," Xu Hao said with a light smile.

Expensive liquor surely had some vintage, which meant that drinking a bottle reduced the stock by one.

Good liquor over a million yuan, especially aged, was extremely rare; even the wealthy might not be able to procure it.

As expected, Wu Yong's expression instantly turned rather interesting, fluctuating uncertainly.

Xu Hao lightly smiled, "What's the matter? Master Wu, can't you bring out ten cases of aged liquor worth over a million? Remember, I want aged liquor, at least eighty years old, and I only want the base liquor, no blends!"

Wu Yong declared, "Just ten cases, I'll have someone deliver them immediately!"

Having made such a bold statement, he naturally couldn't go back on his word.

With a grand gesture, he immediately instructed his servants to move the liquor.

Xu Hao whispered, "Family Head Qian, what do you think? Can the Wu Family bring out ten cases of good liquor over a million? Those base liquors have to be from vintages over eighty years old, to truly be valued at over a million Huaya Currency."

Qian Jiuyue whispered back, "It's hard to say. The vintage liquors sold on the market are all blends. I figure you know this too, Mr. Xu, and it surely won't meet your requirements."