Ma Long drank a cup of the divine wine and felt incredibly happy.

No wonder the ancients loved wine!

This heavenly wine would make anyone drunk!

Hong Bin, who was standing to the side, was already stunned by the scene before him and shouted, "Hahaha!"

Wonderful, wonderful!

This little Suanni is so cool! It can even heat the wine to the right temperature, and the mist it exhales smells exceptionally sweet.

I've sneaked a sip of my master's old liquor before, but the taste is nothing compared to today's.

Brother Zhao is absolutely right; it truly lives up to its name, the Nine Dragons Cup!

Zhao Chenhong, being a straightforward person, quickly became engrossed in a lively conversation with Hong Bin, exchanging drinks and enjoying themselves immensely.

Ma Long walked up to Feng Baobao and Chen Duo and said, "The dragon has nine sons, and each one is different."

Does every glass of wine taste different?

He looked at the dragon-like beast in Feng Baobao's cup, which resembled a fierce tiger. After wandering around in the cup for a moment, the beast jumped onto the rim of the cup and looked at Feng Baobao with a majestic expression.

"I don't know either!"

This tiger isn't as good as Hongbin's lion dog; it looks so fierce!

"Oh! Your little bull head is quite cute, how about we swap?"

Feng Baobao noticed that she really liked the little bull in the Ma Long Cup, so she made an exchange.

Little Qiuniu looked at Ma Long with reluctance, then happily turned to Feng Baobao.

Looking at the tiger sitting upright on the rim of the cup, he said, "This is probably a Bi'an!"

It's quite frightening to see them watching like tigers.

"Hey, Duoduo, why aren't you drinking?"

Ma Long suddenly noticed that Chen Duo kept holding a glass and pouring wine into it, but she wouldn't drink it.

"Hum!"

I wanted to drink too, but this carp drank faster than me!

It drinks it all up as soon as I pour it in!

"Oh? Is that so?"

Could it be a Chiwen?

He looked into Chen Duo's cup and sure enough, there was a carp dragon with its mouth wide open, waiting to be fed.

Hearing their conversation, Zhao Chenhong quickly came over to explain.

"It's alright, that's how the Chiwen Cup works. It's just an illusion that it swallowed it."

You put the cup to your lips, and it will slowly spit it out to you!

It made me feel a little nauseous, but the taste was actually pretty good.

After listening, Chen Duo looked at the Chiwen with its four large teeth showing in the cup, and then at the Bi'an sitting steadily in Ma Long's hand.

"Longlong, let's switch things up too!"

I don't really like drinking water!

As Chen Duo was speaking, the two cups were switched, leaving Ma Long looking helpless.

"Sigh! I shouldn't have come to watch the fun."

Two new drinks in just a short while!

He walked towards Wang Ye, who was not far away, and saw Wang Ye frequently pouring wine, which piqued his curiosity.

Even a king wouldn't be such a person who indulges in drinking and getting drunk!

"What's going on? You're drinking non-stop?"

Seeing Ma Long approaching, Wang Ye looked up and said, "Junior Uncle, please don't mention that!"

Look at my Baxia Cup, it's perfect in every way.

"It's just that Baxia is too big, and it stays inside, so I can never fill the glass completely. I haven't even drunk a drop of wine in all this time."

Ma Long looked into the glass: "Oh!"

What an adorable giant turtle!

There's also a large stone tablet behind it!

Wang Ye's face darkened: "Junior Uncle, if you don't know how to praise, then say less!"

"Oh my, how can you not like such a cute turtle!"

How about we switch?

"I'll give you this little carp!"

Regardless of whether Wang Ye agreed or not, Ma Long quickly switched the two cups, mimicking Chen Duo's actions.

The king was puzzled and looked at the Chiwen with its mouth wide open: "Is this Chiwen?"

Why is there no wine in the glass?

"Oh dear, this is an illusion created by Chiwen."

I've already poured a lot of wine; you'll understand when you put the glass to your lips!

The perceptive king sensed a hint of unease, but still obediently opened his mouth.

As expected, just as he predicted, the dragon-shaped object in the cup delivered a mouth-to-mouth transfer to him.

Not a drop was wasted; the hot, sticky liquid was all fed into Wang Ye's mouth.

"Waaaaah~ Junior Uncle, you tricked me!"

"Just tell me if it tastes good or not!"

"Uh~ it is indeed quite good."

……

Ma Xianhong's cup was buzzing incessantly, and he was somewhat dazed: "Brother Zhao!"

I have a question: is this what the Pulao Cup is supposed to be like?

Why is this little beast howling incessantly?

Zhao Chenhong was also somewhat stunned: "Tsk tsk, this shouldn't be!"

Pulao is good at roaring, but he's not someone who won't listen to his barks.

Let me see what's going on.

He looked at the small beast roaring incessantly in Ma Xianhong's cup; Pulao seemed to be in great pain.

Zhao Chenhong frowned; he had never encountered anything like this before.

I picked up the Pu Lao Cup and examined it carefully. There's nothing wrong with it!

He then took another sip of the wine in his glass, and suddenly vomited it all out.

"Fuck!

Dude, is this how you play games?

Are you giving Pulao Sprite?

That's a joke!

This isn't even within their business scope; how can they tolerate it?

Pu Lao: None of my family members understand!

I met a guy today who fed me Sprite; it was sweet.

I figured this was beyond our capabilities, and it really disgusted me.

Chiwen: Don't even mention it. When I met this woman, she kept pouring me drinks. I almost choked to death.

Qiuniu: Hum, the older brother I met is quite nice!

Zhao Chenhong poured the Sprite from his glass onto the ground and looked at Ma Xianhong.

Ma Xianhong was very embarrassed and quickly explained, "Uh~ it's my fault, it's my fault!"

I have a low alcohol tolerance and dare not drink too much, so I resorted to this last resort.

Alas, poor Pulao!

Zhao Chenhong waved his hand: "Forget it!"

I didn't explain it clearly, but who would have thought you'd pour Sprite into it?

Since Village Chief Ma is not good at drinking, just pour him water.

Even the plain water brewed in these Nine Dragon Cups has a unique flavor!

……

The arrival of Hong Bin and Zhao Chenhong made the banquet exceptionally lively, especially the presentation of the Nine Dragon Cup, which made everyone very happy.

After three cups of wine, Hong Bin's face became even rosier, and he was about to finish all the meat skewers.

He decided to show off his skills, gathering his inner energy to release a long flame for everyone to grill meat.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Ma Long approached Zhao Chenhong. He hadn't forgotten the man's mysterious nature and naturally wanted to get some information out of him.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Hong!"

Thank you for presenting the Nine Dragon Cup, allowing us to savor this heavenly brew.

"Hehe! Young Master Long, you're too kind!"

I've heard of your deeds long ago; you truly are a hero who never falters!

Ma Long also became interested, picked up the wine jar, slowly filled a glass with wine, and said: "Oh!"

I've long admired Brother Hong!

Zhao Chenhong was taken aback; he hadn't expected Ma Long to have heard of him.

"Oh? Could it be that Young Master Long has heard of my story?"

Malone shook his head, then looked at him affectionately: "No!"

But your face tells a story!

Zhao Chenhong suddenly understood after hearing this and laughed loudly, "Haha!"

Young Master Long is joking. I travel to various countries all year round and am not often in the country.

Not many people know me, and my company isn't even registered!

Ma Long sensed something amiss; this person was indeed extraordinary. He swirled the Baxia Cup in his wrist and slowly said, "That's not quite right!"

Brother Zhao, don't underestimate the company. Jianghu Xiaozhan and Yaoxing Society aren't just for show.

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