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Yang Fei, understanding that the other party hadn't noticed his identity, slowly entered the inn.

Inside the inn's hall, a rectangular dining table was laden with an assortment of meats and wines.

Behind the rectangular dining table, sat a lean young man.

He grasped a large piece of beef in his hand and before him, lined up were eighteen bowls of white wine.

The rich, strong aroma of wine was so intense that those nearby dared not approach.

The young man devoured the meat and drank the wine heartily.

Curiously, amidst the boldness, there was an indescribable elegance and grace.

The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy around him gathered into a vortex, forming a unique aura around him.

Yang Fei felt slightly awed.

This young man was far more powerful than the average Spiritual Martial Arts Master.

There were many bounty hunters and mercenaries heads in the hall.

Yet these ruthless individuals all looked at the young man with fear in their eyes.

Yang Fei smiled faintly.

Without a doubt, the outside Alpha Squad's demise was certainly linked to this young man.

At that moment, the young man suddenly pointed at Yang Fei.

"Fatty, come here!"

Yang Fei paused, pointing his finger at his own nose.

"Sir, are you calling me?"

The young man patted the table in front of him.

"Drinking alone is dull, come and drink with me."

Yang Fei was startled, thinking the young man had seen through his identity.

He discreetly looked at the young man, discovering that he bore no hostility.

Everyone else watched as the fat man was singled out by the young man, their eyes filled with schadenfreude.

A moment ago, the young man had entered the inn and instantly killed over a dozen members of the Alpha Squad.

His movements were ghostly, his actions ruthless, akin to a devil.

In everyone's eyes, the young man was a living demon.

Yang Fei walked over slowly, the Essence Qi within him withheld but not unleashed.

The young man watched Yang Fei approach, casually pushing a bowl of white wine towards him.

His face bore an age old beyond his years.

"Among all these people, you look the most pleasing, even though you're a fatty."

Yang Fei silently cursed.

"What's wrong with being fat? Did a fatty eat your rice? Steal your woman?"

"I'll drink first as a sign of respect."

The young man said, picking up a bowl of white wine, guzzling it down.

Yang Fei's heart stirred.

The young man's hearty drinking mirrored the red-haired girl Cardina.

Could this guy be Cardina's brother, Qiao Bu?

He scrutinized the young man, faintly noticing that this person's features resembled Cardina's by eighty percent, becoming more certain.

The young man downed the bowl of white wine.

Seeing Yang Fei pick up his bowl but not drink, he laughingly cursed.

"Fatty, I think you're a man of spirit, that's why I'm drinking with you, why, don't you respect me?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, took the bowl and emptied its contents in one go.

Whether this young man was Qiao Bu or not, just by his boldness, he was a worthy fellow, deserving Yang Fei's company for three drinks.

Qiao Bu laughed loudly, thumbs up at Yang Fei the fatty.

"I was right, you are a fine fellow."

He spoke, pushing another bowl of white wine to Yang Fei, lifting his own bowl.

"Good, let's have another bowl."

Yang Fei laughed, finding this person quite amusing.

However, at that moment, a piercingly cold aura penetrated from outside the door.

A long shadow cast by the outside lights was projected into the hall.

Yang Fei was immediately taken aback.

The enemies outside were numerous and powerful, among them, one's strength was exceptionally formidable.

The young man seemed oblivious, gulping down another bowl of white wine.

He casually placed the bowl on the table with a loud bang.

Yang Fei saw this young man, surrounded by strong enemies, yet remained carefree.

This composed demeanor earned Yang Fei's admiration.

He picked up his wine bowl and mimicked the young man, drank it dry and heavily placed the bowl on the long table.

The young man laughed aloud, lifted the third bowl of white wine.

"With a confidant, a thousand drinks are too few, let's drink more!"

At that moment, the long shadow outside emitted a sinister voice.

"Qiao Bu, dare you escape from the Doomsday Prison, are you not afraid of the Doomsday Goddess's wrath?"

Upon hearing the name, Yang Fei's mind suddenly clicked.

This imperious young man was indeed Cardina's brother, Qiao Bu.

Qiao Bu heard the shout from outside, his eyes showed disappointment.

"I thought you'd take another half hour to arrive, turns out you're faster."

At this point, his eyes revealed sharp sarcasm.

"But faster arrival means faster death, let's deal with you early and not interrupt my drinking."

Having said this, he turned back and bowed to Yang Fei.

"Apologies, someone outside is looking for me, I'll take care of it and return to drink."

Yang Fei nodded.

After activating Serpent Sting, he concealed all signs of strength, yet Qiao Bu showed him respect.

That alone made Yang Fei like this guy.

Qiao Bu placed his wine bowl down and strode towards the enemies outside.

The enemies outside the inn became visibly tense upon seeing Qiao Bu approach.

Despite having drunk heavily, Qiao Bu showed no sign of intoxication, his eyes bright like lamps.

He stood in front of the sinister-looking man, gazing at him calmly.

"Where is your Chu Yi Holy Envoy? He chased me over 200 miles, now he hides away?"

The sinister man coldly stared at Qiao Bu.

"Not anyone deserves to see Lord Chu Yi, you aren't worthy of Lord Chu Yi's action."

Qiao Bu let out a cold laugh: "Indeed?"

His hands spread open, slowly lifted upwards.

An invisible force rose from the ground.

The sinister man suddenly found the ground beneath him fall away.

His body, uncontrollably rising.

He cried out loudly.

And along with him, more than a dozen strong men behind also cried out.

More than a dozen guarded against Qiao Bu's escape.

Yet now, their bodies were also uncontrollably rising.

Qiao Yi's hands lifted higher, the strong men rose higher.

Every person flailed wildly midair, appearing utterly comical.

Yang Fei watched Qiao Yi, impressed by his Martial Arts Realm.

His Spiritual Realm Power had been cultivated to such an extent.

At that moment, a deep voice came from outside the inn door.

"Qiao Bu, you toy with my men without asking me?"

Yang Fei's heart stirred, realizing the formidable presence he sensed earlier finally emerged.

At this moment, icy chill filled the air, a bluish frost trail swiftly spread towards Qiao Bu.

Qiao Bu dodged back.

Where he stood, a dozen massive ice spikes suddenly burst from the ground like javelins.

With that, everyone inhaled sharply.

The opponent had unleashed a Level 10 Psychic Power master!

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