Frey said readily: "Younger brother, since you're our teacher's newly acquired pupil, and your skills in bartending are so high. Even if you lose today, just tell me what kind of wine you want to use in the future. I have that power."
Ji Dong replied: "Thanks, Brother. But, I won't lose." In the cultivation of Yin Yang Demon Master, there is a profound gap between him and Thunder Emperor Frey. But when it comes to bartending, winning his approval will not be easy.
Zhu Rong and Zhu Yan looked at each other, Zhu Lao Er snickered, saying: "This is good. Regardless of who wins or loses, we will have wine to drink. Boss, let's watch from the side."
Zhu Rong nodded and walked aside with Zhu Yan, each pulling over a stone chair to sit down.
Ji Dong was younger and shorter, so Frey's table was not suitable for him. He simply pulled over a stone table to serve as his temporary bartending table.
Frey asked: "Young brother, how do you plan to compete?"
