"This guy...kekeke."
Zhao Luo covered his mouth as he laughed at Feng Ma's action.
'He has gotten better...at making a fool out of others.'
Zhao Luo mumbled while glancing between Feng Ma who was bringing his flask in the direction of Wei Ban, who was going to strike him with his spear.
"Kang~"
Wei Ban's eyes widened as his spear was deflected as soon as it struck Feng Ma's Wine Flask.
"Hmm, is that a shield?"
Wei Ban backed away a few steps while questioning Feng Ma about his wine flask.
"Yes. But I have got to say that you have good eyes for someone who is going to lose."
Feng Ma replied as he gave his wine flask a quick hurl.
"I can't believe that the royal family would give away such a treasure to a drunk bastard like you. How laughable."
'Wahaha...'
Wei Ban started laughing while rubbing Feng Ma's truth on his face.
"Laughable indeed when you lose to the same drunk bastard."
