Winning a friend with a sword, in a quest for a single defeat?
Upon hearing Ye Weiming's "request", Dan QingSheng's face hastily darkened: "Did you come here to make trouble?"
Honest Ye Weiming earnestly nodded: "Fourth Master's discerning eye is indeed extraordinary!"
If this was translated into northeastern dialect it would be... Yeah!
"Haha, quest for defeat? What an audacious lad!" Dan QingSheng sneered, then immediately retorted: "But… why should I spar with you?"
Ye Weiming spread his hands, and a large wine jar that could store fifty jin instantly appeared in his palm. He opened its lid, and a unique wine aroma, identical to the perfect-grade "Imperial Jade Liquor" they had before, immediately pervaded every corner of the hall. "As I mentioned earlier, this is the only jar of perfect-grade 'Imperial Jade Liquor' in the world. If you win against me, it's yours!"
