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"MoMo, what we're saying is true. Your sweetheart was really drunk at the long table banquet just now."
On the stone steps at the Lusheng field, Shi Xia and Gu Yu hurriedly told A Mo what had just happened.
Upon hearing this, Amo was not worried at all. Instead, she laughed and said, "The girls from the twelve branches started discussing last night how to get Achen drunk! That's normal."
"This is normal? Do you know how much your sweetheart drank?"
"MoMo, I saw it with my own eyes. Even now, the scene still gives me the creeps."
Gu Yu also witnessed what had just happened.
They were all asking why Mu Chen didn't refuse when so many Miao girls ganged up on him to drink.
But Amo said, "He can't refuse, he can only surrender! But he is the future Miao King, he can't surrender."
"My God, that's so tragic."
"This is not tragic, but rather the respect that the girls of the twelve branches have for him."
Respect?
This method?
Shi Xia and Gu Yu, both top students from Tsinghua University, shook their heads, indicating that they could not accept such respect.
But little did they know the deeper customs of the Miao people.
At this moment, a beautiful young woman from the Red Miao branch quickly came to Amo's side and whispered something in her ear. Amo frowned slightly, stood up, and asked:
"Right now?"
"Yes, Ah Shi of the White Miao, Ah Yong of the Silver Horn Miao, and Ah Ze of the Green Miao have already clashed with Ah Chen!"
A glint of light flashed in Amo's beautiful eyes as she slowly stood up. "These three really know how to find opportunities. Challenging Achen after he's been forced to drink—are they trying to squeeze him out of the game?"
"Although Bai Miao, A Shi, and Yin Jiao Miao's A Yong are fighting their own battles, they are clearly not in cahoots with Yang A Ze."
The Miao girl continued, "As one of the eight wolves of the Miao people, Ah Shi and Ah Yong are more daunting than Yang Aze. Holy Maiden, do you think we should intervene?"
"What's Ah Chen's situation now?"
“He’s slowly sobering up, but he doesn’t seem to want to compete with Ah Shi and Ah Yong. He’s just pointing the finger at Yang Aze.”
"Let's go take a look."
"Saintess".
The girl from the Red Miao clan hurriedly stopped Amo, saying, "Go now? If he comes to ask for the flower ribbon this afternoon, you won't have enough time!"
"We already arranged a time! Let's go, I know what I'm doing."
"That's good."
On Achen's side, the burly Ashi and the short-haired Ayong had already downed twelve horn-sized bottles of rice wine with Mu Achen.
From the day they learned of the rumors about Mu Achen of the Black Miao tribe and the Holy Maiden, the two were determined to defeat Mu Achen at the Drum Festival.
But after witnessing that scene at the sacrificial ceremony yesterday, they actually had the idea of giving up.
Giving up wasn't out of fear of Mu Achen, but rather out of concern that if they accidentally broke the rules during their struggle with Mu Achen, they would become sinners against the Miao family.
They couldn't bear the accusation of beating and attacking the future Miao King.
Therefore, they could only use Miao rice wine to fight back against Mu Achen and see who would be defeated first.
But---
Mu Achen's alcohol tolerance was far more than what they had heard.
After twelve rounds of drinking, they were all somewhat drunk, but Mu Achen was different. He had been completely drunk by the girls' relentless drinking, but now he was becoming more and more sober.
Actually, it wasn't that Ah Chen became more sober the more he drank; it was that he had already discovered some secrets of the Shennong Space.
During his drinking contest with Ah Shi and Ah Yong, his fingers were constantly pressed against his left arm, where the Shennong Space tattoo was located.
This allows half of the alcohol to be transferred inside, thereby obtaining magical energy from the space to expel the remaining alcohol from the body.
So, even if he had ten times the amount of rice wine from the twelve ox horns, he would only have a bloated stomach at most.
However, this function cannot be used for a long time; it must be used quickly. Otherwise, if he continues to drag it out, he will not be able to withstand the energy of the spatial backlash and will faint.
"Come on, pour five horns full. Whoever raises their hand first is out of the fight."
Achen suddenly stood up, picked up the wine jar, and began pouring wine.
Now, Ah Shi and Ah Yong started to have second thoughts.
Sure enough, several villages from the Bai Miao branch arrived and immediately forced A Yong to withdraw from the competition.
Ah Shi, however, was still feeling unwell. He drank three more cow horns with Ah Chen before he also gave up.
Now, only Yang Aze from the Qingmiao branch remains.
On the Qingmiao branch, although the chief of Balong Ancient Village, Yang Xingzhang, and Yang Ahu were also present, they did not directly engage with the Black Miao as they had done during the previous Drumming Festival.
Yang Aze knew in his heart that he was facing no simple Hei Miao Mu Achen.
But the thought of losing the girl he had been longing for, coupled with what Mu Achen had done to his uncle a couple of days ago, made his anger rise rapidly.
"Mu Achen, why are you trying to steal the Holy Maiden from us?" Yang Aze almost roared.
Mu Achen picked at his ear, looking languid, not even glancing at Yang Aze directly, only giving him a sidelong glance. This ignited Yang Aze's already slightly drunk state.
"Mu Achen, what makes you think you can fight me? I challenge you to a duel!"
Despite Yang Aze's fury, Achen still wouldn't even glance at him.
this---
It's not very insulting, but... it's extremely harmful.
“You—” Yang Aze angrily pointed at Achen.
Now, Ah Bao, Ah Xiong, and Ah Kang, who were standing behind Ah Chen, frowned. The hot-blooded Ah Xiong pointed at Yang Aze and roared:
"You dare to be so disrespectful to Achen, Yang Aze!"
Ah Chen waved his hand, signaling Ah Xiong not to interfere.
Then, looking at Yang Aze, he said, "Why should I? I am from the Black Miao branch, and you are from the Green Miao branch. If you're not happy, then fight me. Why are you arguing with me?"
"Let's do it. Do you think the Green Seedlings branch is afraid of the Black Seedlings branch?"
Bang---
Ah Chen suddenly stood up and kicked him hard.
ah...
Caught off guard, or rather, no one expected that Mu Achen would make a move against Yang Aze in front of countless people.
Yang Aze was thrown several meters away.
“Aze…”
Several Miao men from the Qingmiao branch ran up and helped Yang Aze up!
The chief of Balong Ancient Village wore a sullen face. Bank Manager Yang stepped forward and said, "Achen, this is going too far!"
"Uncle Yang, you'd better get out of here. If you insist on getting involved in my business with Yang Aze and it gets you into trouble, don't blame me."
President Yang has been suspended from his post by his superiors because Guolin transferred more than 40 million yuan to other banks.
If he gets involved now, Mu Achen can get him fired at any time.
But he was a core member of the Miao ethnic group, and even if he was to be expelled, he could not back down.
"Ah Chen, if you're going to fight, then fight fairly!"
"fair?"
Ah Chen laughed loudly, pointed at Yang Aze who came over with a black line on his face, and said to Bank Manager Yang, "Ask Yang Aze if it's fair. Ask him if it was fair when he used his academic qualifications to suppress me, a junior high school student?"
"Yes, I'm betting on you. You're not worthy of the Holy Maiden. What makes you think you can compete with a college student like me for the Holy Maiden?" Yang Aze roared.
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