Feng Jiu flicked her spiritual power with her other hand, and without even raising her eyes, she caught the two wine glasses and gently placed them on the table. She stared at the man and said with a smile, "Your life is really worthless."
The man was slightly stiff, his chin slightly raised because of the dagger against his throat, and he looked up at the young man in red who was smiling brightly in front of him. Although his face showed no expression, his heart was slightly shaking.
He was very clear about his own skills, but this young man's skills were even better than his. He subdued him with just a wave of his hand, and the dagger against his neck was his own.
The sturdy men who stood up around them stared at the two men, each with a different look on their face. Some of them who originally wanted to take action, but when they saw the young man subdued their boss in a few moves, they all held back.
They are all at the level of great spiritual masters. As for the young man's skills, seeing how he killed a person in the blink of an eye and now subdued their boss, it is clear that his strength must be above that of a great spiritual master.
However, above the Great Spiritual Master is the Foundation Establishment Monk. Could it be that this young man is already a Foundation Establishment Monk
Fengjiu withdrew her hand, brushed her robe, and sat down. She tapped the table with her slender white fingers: "Pour the wine."
Bai Xiao, who was standing at the side, was stunned for a moment. After coming to his senses, he stepped forward and picked up the wine jar to pour her some wine, but she stopped him: "I didn't ask you to sit aside."
She waved her hand, motioning him to sit down, and her eyes fell on the man kneeling on one knee in front of her.
Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment, then put it down obediently and sat down beside him in an orderly manner. He stared at Feng Jiu and suddenly felt that the aura exuded by Feng Jiu was very captivating, making people obey without hesitation and dare not disobey. He had only seen that kind of pressure and momentum in the ancestors of his clan.
The man stared at Fengjiu for a while, then stood up, put away the dagger, walked forward, picked up the jar of wine and poured a glass of wine for the young man.
Seeing this scene, the big men around frowned one by one, but did not speak. They just stared at them, watching the young man in red sitting at the table, while their boss stood aside. When the young man finished the wine in the glass, he poured him another glass.
Until a voice was heard, everyone turned their eyes to the direction of the voice.
"Here it comes, the roasted wild boar is ready."
Two big men brought up a whole roasted pig, propped it up with a tree, and placed it on the table. They said to the man, "Boss, this wild boar is very tender. It was roasted by Dashan using a special method. The flavor of the hind legs is stronger and smells more fragrant. However, we know that you have a lighter taste, so we used less seasoning on the front legs, so the taste is also lighter."
Hearing this, the big men's hearts moved slightly. They stared at the roasted wild boar and then looked away.
When the man heard this, he looked up at Fengjiu and saw that he was holding a glass of wine and drinking. His face was slightly flushed and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he was a little drunk. It seemed that he didn't hear what the two people said. He drank a glass of wine and shouted for more wine.
Bai Xiao on the side tugged at Feng Jiu's sleeve and said, "Don't drink too much. It's not good to get drunk." He looked at the big men who were eyeing them like wolves and tigers, feeling a little worried.