Except for those who had special talents in certain fields, only the top three in the written examination and the top three in the combat examination would be valued. Qin Shaofeng saw that Mr. Bei was only a Level One Holy Master, but he came to participate in the Imperial Examination. If he was not an arrogant person, then he must be extraordinary.
Qin Shaofeng did not look down on others just because he was stronger. In this world, Qin Shaofeng was not the best. There were many people who were stronger than Qin Shaofeng. Therefore, Qin Shaofeng was not qualified to look down on the world. Moreover, even if Qin Shaofeng was the best in the world, he was not necessarily better than others in all aspects. There were still areas where he was inferior to others.
Just as Qin Shaofeng was looking at Mr. Bei, who was pouring wine for himself, Mr. Bei also looked at Qin Shaofeng. Then, Mr. Bei raised his glass to Qin Shaofeng and said to Qin Shaofeng, "Brother, how about having a drink with me?" This surprised Qin Shaofeng, but he did not refuse. He stepped out of his room, passed through layers of alternate spaces, and entered the alternate space where Mr. Bei was.
Because there were too many candidates participating in the Imperial Examination, the candidates were arranged to live in alternate spaces, which saved a lot of space. When Mister Bei saw Qin Shaofeng traverse through many spaces with a single step and enter his own alternate space, he revealed a trace of surprise. He looked at Qin Shaofeng in amazement and then praised, "Brother, you have a great cultivation. It seems like you won't have any problems getting into the top three of the combat examination."
Although Mister Bei was surprised by Qin Shaofeng's display of strength, he did not show the slightest hint of nervousness or fear. Instead, he was still as carefree as before. This piqued Qin Shaofeng's interest in Mister Bei. Then, he sat opposite Mister Bei. Mister Bei flipped his hand and a wine cup appeared on the table. Then, he filled Qin Shaofeng's cup with wine.
Suddenly, a strong wine aroma was released. Qin Shaofeng took a sniff and was surprised. He said to Mr. Bei, "Good wine." Although Qin Shaofeng did not care much about drinking, he could still distinguish between good and bad wine. The wine that Mr. Bei took out was indeed the best. After praising it, Qin Shaofeng drank the whole glass.
Sure enough, this cup of wine left a rich aftertaste. Qin Shaofeng put down the wine cup and directly took the wine pot on the table. He poured himself a cup of wine without any hesitation. Mr. Bei didn't pay any attention to Qin Shaofeng. After Qin Shaofeng poured another cup of wine, he raised his cup to Qin Shaofeng and drank with Qin Shaofeng.
After drinking another glass of wine, Qin Shaofeng looked at Mr. Bei. He was getting more and more interested in this Level 1 Sage Ancestor. This was because Qin Shaofeng sensed that although Mr. Bei's strength was not good, he was relaxed in front of Qin Shaofeng. He was not afraid at all. Qin Shaofeng's strength was much higher than Mr. Bei's. Mr. Bei's willpower was enough to tell that Mr. Bei was not ordinary.
Mister Bei was also sizing up Qin Shaofeng. Although his calm face did not reveal anything, monstrous waves rose in his heart. This was because he was actually unable to see anything from Qin Shaofeng's face. It should be known that the physiognomy technique passed down by his clan was unparalleled in the world. Regardless of the person's cultivation level, as long as he took a glance at them, he would be able to see what their future achievements would be. However, why was it not effective when it came to Qin Shaofeng?
Qin Shaofeng saw that Mr. Bei was observing him, but he did not care. He drank one glass of wine after another. When Mr. Bei came back to his senses, he realized that there was only a little wine left in the jug. This made Mr. Bei widen his eyes. He reached out his hand and snatched the jug from Qin Shaofeng's hand. Then, he said to Qin Shaofeng, "Brother, you have to be kind. You have to leave some for me."
With Qin Shaofeng's strength, if he did not want Mr. Bei to snatch the wine jug away, he would not be able to do it even if there were thousands of Mr. Bei. However, Qin Shaofeng was not a person who used his strength to oppress others. Anyway, this jug of wine was almost finished by Qin Shaofeng. It was only right for him to leave some for Mr. Bei.
When Mr. Bei saw that there was only a little wine left in the jug, his face revealed a conflicted expression. He raised his head and looked at Qin Shaofeng. He said to Qin Shaofeng regretfully, "I realized that it was a mistake to invite you over for a drink." Indeed, when Mr. Bei saw Qin Shaofeng, he could not see through Qin Shaofeng. That was why he invited Qin Shaofeng over for a drink.
However, Mr. Bei only wanted to invite Qin Shaofeng for a drink. He did not expect Qin Shaofeng to be so dishonest. He drank one glass after another until he almost finished all the wine. Naturally, Mr. Bei was very conflicted. After all, this jug of wine was stolen from his family with great difficulty. He wanted to enjoy it himself, but he did not expect Qin Shaofeng to take advantage of him because of a moment of curiosity.
After hearing Mr. Bei's words, Qin Shaofeng burst into laughter. At this moment, Qin Shaofeng felt that this Mr. Bei was even more interesting. Mr. Bei looked at Qin Shaofeng and cast a glance at Qin Shaofeng. Then, he opened the lid of the wine jug and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp. Not even a drop was left. After drinking it, he still seemed to want more.
Seeing Mr. Bei's addiction to wine, Qin Shaofeng smiled. Then, with a thought, a big wine jug appeared on the table. This jug was summoned from the pocket dimension inside Qin Shaofeng's plane screen. It was brewed by Mo Lengxue and the others and had been hidden for many years. If Mr. Bei was not interesting, Qin Shaofeng would never take it out.
"Come, have a taste of my jug of wine." Qin Shaofeng said to Mister Bei. As he spoke, he opened the seal on the wine jar. Instantly, another wine aroma wafted out and permeated the alternate dimension. Mister Bei sniffed the air and revealed a pleasantly surprised expression on his face.
Just by smelling the wine aroma, Mr. Bei seemed to be intoxicated. After taking a few deep breaths of the wine aroma, Mr. Bei sighed and said, "Brother, you are really a sentimental person. Moreover, this jug of wine contains your women's deep affection for you. Brother, you are really lucky."
When Qin Shaofeng heard Mr. Bei's words, he was even more surprised. This Mr. Bei was really not simple. He could actually say such words just by smelling the wine aroma. That's right, this jug of wine was brewed by Mo Lengxue and the others for Qin Shaofeng. Naturally, it contained their deep affection for Qin Shaofeng. However, Mr. Bei was actually able to feel it just by smelling the wine aroma. This made Qin Shaofeng very surprised.
"Alas, it's a pity that I don't have the fortune to enjoy such a good wine. Only you can drink this wine and only you are qualified to drink it." Mr. Bei continued to smell the wine aroma as he sighed with emotion. However, Mr. Bei's words made Qin Shaofeng stunned. However, he immediately understood what Mr. Bei meant. Indeed, only he could drink the wine brewed by his women.
Mr. Bei's words immediately made Qin Shaofeng think more highly of Mr. Bei. With a thought, he put away the wine that Mo Lengxue and the others brewed for him. Then, he summoned a jug of wine from the Dimension Screen. This was Qin Shaofeng's personal collection. The quality was naturally better than the wine brewed by Mo Lengxue and the others. After opening the mud seal, Mr. Bei's eyes immediately released rays of light.
"Haha, good wine, good wine. I didn't expect you to be a wine lover. This jug of wine is definitely the best. May I know the name of this wine?" Mr. Bei smelled the aroma of the wine and said to Qin Shaofeng. As he spoke, he could not wait to pour himself a cup of wine. After taking a sip, he appeared to be intoxicated by the wine.
Qin Shaofeng heard Mr. Bei's words and shook his head. He thought to himself that he was not a wine lover. He just casually collected some wine. Then, he said to Mr. Bei, "This is Erguotou. How is it? It tastes good, right?" Qin Shaofeng said as he poured himself a cup and drank it in one gulp.
"Erguotou? The name is strange, but this wine is the best! " Mr. Bei said after hearing Qin Shaofeng's words. As he spoke, he poured himself another cup of wine. He raised his cup to Qin Shaofeng and drank it in one gulp. Although Mister Bei was only a Level 1 Saint Ancestor, and he wasn't very strong, he wouldn't get drunk at all. He could drink one cup after another without any problems.
Qin Shaofeng and Mr. Bei also drank one cup after another. They drank like this from the beginning to the end. They did not talk much, just like two drinking friends. Everything was in the wine. Although Mr. Bei could not see Qin Shaofeng's future achievements with his family's secret technique, he felt that Qin Shaofeng was not simple. However, he did not have any intention of relying on Qin Shaofeng. Although Qin Shaofeng appreciated Mr. Bei, he did not have any intention of recruiting him.
The two of them were like the purest drinking buddies. They sat together just to drink. Apart from drinking, talking about anything else would be blasphemous. Therefore, the two of them didn't say much. They drank one cup after another. After finishing one jug of wine, they would switch to another jug.
In the end, Qin Shaofeng and Mr. Bei drank more than ten jars of wine before they were finally satisfied. Qin Shaofeng said goodbye to Mr. Bei and returned to his room. Today's drinking made Qin Shaofeng very satisfied. Not for anything else, but to have a drinking friend like Mr. Bei was enough.
A thousand cups were not enough when drinking with a bosom friend. Qin Shaofeng and Mr. Bei were like this!
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