Otherwordly Evil Monarch

Chapters 111~120

Chapter 111 High Tolerance!

This is critically important! As the seven brothers' gaze finally rested upon what Jun Mo Xie was pointing at, they suddenly couldn't look away!

All of them silently cursed at him. You still consider this a short supply? There are eight large jugs filled to the brim; even a conservative estimate, there are at least 50 jins of wine in each jug for a grand total of more than several hundred jins of wine! And we pitiful brothers could only smell and did not even have the opportunity to taste a single drop-a thousand jins of gold for a drop -that's highway robbery...but, it might worth it based just on this aroma!

"Brothers, are we not going to leave? I thought I was supposed to meet with Senior Dugu?" Jun Mo Xie took a few steps forward before looking back, only to see the seven individuals still rooted to their original position and staring at the several earthen jugs.

Was there glue fastening their legs to the floor?!

No, there isn't any glue on the floor, but the magical power of this exquisite wine!

"Oh, so that's it! Your little brother appreciates seven brother's silent reminder." Jun Mo Xie swayed to and fro as he walked back and shouted out. "Attend to me." Several middle-aged servants immediately appeared at his side. "Young Master, what are your instructions?"

"Young Master may have been careless but how could you be so thoughtless? Hurry up and seal these jugs of wine. If it weren't for the reminder of my elder brothers, the wine would have turned to vinegar! Afterwards, help me move them..." Jun Mo Xie paused for a moment.

A happy expression spread across the faces of the seven manly brothers from the Dugu Family. They had put two and two together and thought that Jun Mo Xie wanted to bring the wine as a gift for their grandfather. Once they thought of how they will be able to drink to their hearts content, their faces could not help but to light up with delight.

"...move them to my private warehouse. When I return tonight, I need to hold a family feast with Grandpa and Third Uncle!" Jun Mo Xie unflinchingly continued. "I might as well invite a few guests, but I fear that there wouldn't be enough wine to go around...Yes, you will prepare some other wine and reserve it for our esteemed guests."

The servants bowed all together before walking in front of the jars and were just about to seal the jars.

"Stop!" Dugu Ying's movement was incomparably quick as he took a sudden stride forward and shot in front of the earthen jugs of wine, thrusting his arms out at his sides and directly obstructed the servants from getting any closer.

His voice was as deep as the ocean and as steady as a mountain. People who are not aware might think the owner of this voice was a peak level expert!

The middle-aged servants were somewhat dumbfounded. Was the Young Master confused? Didn't you just instruct us a moment ago that we must not seal up the jugs? Are you trying to give us a hard time?!

The rest of the brothers were startled awake and immediately surrounded the earthen jugs like a wall of iron towers, standing shoulder to shoulder as if awaiting the arrival of their mortal enemies!

So this wine was prepared for Jun Family's feast later tonight, but there still might not be enough...doesn't this mean that after this evening, the wine would be gone? It never occurred to them that Jun Mo Xie's words had glaring inconsistencies; he said earlier that he wanted to save the wine for himself, but now he said that he planned to finish all the wine during the feast tonight.

They all lost it when they heard that the wine will soon be gone.

"Elder Brothers, what's the meaning of this?" Jun Mo Xie frowned and asked, puzzled. "My grandpa will be waiting tonight so let us be on our way so that I can hurry back."