Chapter 440 Negotiations with the Wine Thief



"Ah? Sir, are you all coming up?"

The waiter was stunned when he heard this and quickly added, "That's a bit expensive! We have more than a dozen famous items in our store. If we ordered them all, it would cost tens of thousands of taels of silver."

It's a bit expensive, but at least you were informed in advance.

"It's okay, just do it!"

Lin Che didn't mind at all. He didn't mind the tens of thousands of dollars.

Anyway, I'll just keep it for you for ten days or half a month, it's no big deal.

"Okay, sir. We'll make it right away..." The waiter smiled and went to work.

Pei Jijiu looked at Lin Che and asked, "Brother Lin, why did you find time to come to see an old man like me today? Is there something going on?"

"Can't I just go out with you for a drink?" Lin Che asked back.

"No, no, no, you're definitely not looking for me to drink."

Pei Jijiu immediately exposed Lin Che's intentions: "If you're looking for someone to drink with, wouldn't it be better to have a girl like Xiangyanghua accompany you? Others might be after my wine, but you stole most of it, so you don't need it. So, you must be in trouble."

Hey? What do you mean by stealing?

You have no evidence, but I'm going to sue you!

Lin Che took a sip from the bowl and smacked his lips. "As expected, nothing can be hidden from your discerning eyes. I do have something to ask you. Didn't we agree last time that I could study your wine jug? I've become interested today and want to go in and study it further."

Swish!

Pei Jijiu grabbed his wine jug and put it in his arms. He looked at Lin Che with great vigilance and spoke cautiously:

"What do you want to do? I tell you, you can't get into my wine jug again. Want to steal my wine again? Don't even think about it!"

"You're not going back on your word, are you? Last time I told you that your wine jug was clean. You promised to teach me how to remove the Buddhist beads from the lance and to lend me your wine jug to study. You didn't forget so quickly, did you? I haven't even studied this wine jug yet."

Lin Che gently placed the bloody chess set on the table.

Everything is implied.

Pei Jijiu's mouth twitched. Isn't this a naked threat?

But he was also aware of Lin Che's fighting ability. He was able to beat Wu Zhiyao so hard that he couldn't even make a sound. He even took away the sword box and got it out of his wine pot. Even the two green snakes of Yao Tunan wilted in an instant.

A few days ago, the ancient gate lost control and the power rushed out. Lin Che's explosive power was obvious to all, and he held on for a while before being blown away by the power.

If I really fight Lin Che, I may not win.

But if he were to let Lin Che enter his wine flask again, he would definitely not agree and would rather have a fight.

Pei Jijiu shook his head: "You have already studied my wine pot. It is just an ordinary treasure. Otherwise... I will give you a few more jars of wine, and we will be even."

Lin Che still shook her head. "No, I'm not interested in your wine. Humph, if you really don't want to, you can change to something else..."

Pei Jijiu's hand, which was picking up food, froze for a moment. His old face suddenly changed expression and became serious:

"Boy, you really came here for my open palace."

He slowly took out the wine jug and put it back on the table before warning:

"In fact, among the eight sects of divine skills, everyone is like you, coveting others' skills. Unfortunately, in the end, no one succeeded. Do you think others can't see your little trick?"

"However, everyone knows that you will definitely not succeed in cultivation. Have you gained anything from entering the Injury Gate these days?"

Lin Che smiled and didn't feel embarrassed. None of the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace were fools, so he naturally couldn't hide his thoughts from anyone.

"Of course I've gained something. I've mastered most of the Injury Sect's techniques. I'm not above Wu Zhiyao, but at least I'm on the same level as him."

"Ahahaha. You're quite the joker, boy. If I were a hundred years younger, I'd be as crazy as you, haha."

Pei Jijiu took a sip of the wine with great pleasure.

He definitely didn't believe what Lin Che said. The more he cultivated to his level and became the heir of the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace, the more he understood the gap between them.

It's only been a few days? It's good enough to be able to touch the threshold of the injury gate.

Lin Che was obviously injured a few days ago, and it was his soul that was injured. He must have run into a wall in the Injury Palace.

"You want to enter my Palace of Open Doors to practice, that's not impossible. Before you came, each of us had actually gone to your Palace of Death Gates to practice. Except for Ye Zheyun, who only managed to get a glimpse of the Death Gate techniques, no one else had ever gotten a glimpse of them."

Pei Jijiu pointed to his own wine jug and said, "You will steal my wine, but return it all. I will allow you to enter the Kaimen Palace."

"impossible!"

Lin Che flatly refused, "Either I enter your wine jug, or I enter the palace with the door open. You choose one. I'm going to enter your wine jug, but this time I won't do anything without doing anything. I'll come out clean."

"Are you threatening me?"

"How can this be called a threat? You've been to the Palace of the Dead Door, so I'll go to the Palace of the Open Door once too. Isn't that fair? Anyway, I can't learn it either."

As Lin Che spoke, he reached out and took out a huge wine jar from his Cangtian bag.

It is two meters high and nearly one meter wide.

"If you agree, this wine is yours."

"You...you..." Pei Jijiu stood up suddenly, extremely excited: "You still say that you didn't steal my wine?"

Pei Jijiu gritted his teeth, the wrinkles on his face twisted for a while, but he finally held it in.

"Okay! But it can't be too long, just, just one month."

Lin Che was immediately displeased: "One month? What can I learn from that? I haven't even gotten used to the pressure in the palace yet..."

"Then I won't care. Hehe, it's only one month anyway. If you don't learn it, that's your problem. Give me ten more jars next time, and I can extend it for another month."

Pei Jijiu was very satisfied.

They had entered the Death Gate Palace and practiced for nearly ten years, but still hadn't made any progress. They couldn't even touch the Death Gate technique.

Lin Che failed in the Injury Gate, so he wanted to try his Open Gate Palace.

How could it be that easy?

Young people, you have to suffer some losses. Otherwise, how can you grow?

Not long after they had finished drinking, the whole street outside was in an uproar, and several seventh-grade warriors were seen flying through the air.

Judging from the discussion, they should be the strong ones of the Liu family.

Seeing this, Lin Che said to Pei Jijiu, "If we stay any longer, we'll be in trouble. I'll leave first."

"Go ahead."

Swish!

Lin Che disappeared right where he was.

Pei Jijiu stroked the jar of wine with great pride and even hummed a song.

"Damn, damn... Oops!! He didn't pay. Shit."

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