The Strongest Dandy in the City
Chapter 44 - 44 44 A Thousand Cups without Intoxication

44: Chapter 44: A Thousand Cups without Intoxication 44: Chapter 44: A Thousand Cups without Intoxication “Grandpa Wu, why have you come?

I was just thinking that I should visit you in a few days!” Ye Chenfeng’s face broke into a fawning smile, considering that Elder Wu and Elder Ye were of the same generation, Ye Chenfeng naturally had to show a bit more respect.

“Chenfeng, you’re still such a smooth talker!

Since you were planning to visit me anyway, why not come back to Capital City with me today?

I can arrange a respectable position for you in the military region, what do you think?” How could Elder Wu not be a cunning fox?

He took the opportunity to go with the flow, eager to see how Ye Chenfeng would respond.

As soon as Elder Wu spoke, it wasn’t the main subject who was anxious but Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu at his side who became agitated.

They couldn’t allow anyone to poach Ye Chenfeng.

There had to be some order of precedence in these matters, right?

Even if Elder Wu was the second in command of Huaxia Country’s military region, so what?

A cornered dog will leap over a wall!

In Lin Zhonghu’s view, Ye Chenfeng was part of his Leap Troop!

How could he let him go so easily!

From Ye Dongjian’s perspective, Ye Chenfeng was his own nephew; was he supposed to watch his nephew get poached by someone else?

That would be a damn disgrace.

“Uncle Wu, Chenfeng was assigned to the Strong Soldier Training Camp by my father.

Your actions might not be very appropriate!” Ye Dongjian swallowed hard and spoke cautiously.

“Dongjian, don’t try to scare me with old man Ye.

Back in the day, your dad and I were as close as brothers, even sharing underwear.

Do you think he’d fall out with me over borrowing his grandson for a bit?” Elder Wu asked irritably.

Seeing that Ye Dongjian’s words had no effect, Lin Zhonghu was forced to swallow the words he had ready, remembering the time he had served under Elder Wu before he was promoted by Elder Wu himself to achieve his current success.

Clearly, Elder Wu’s attitude was very firm; he was set on having Ye Chenfeng and there was no room for negotiation.

Therefore, Lin Zhonghu refrained from any futile contest.

Although it pained him to lose such a demonic talent as Ye Chenfeng, it was a situation without recourse.

Originally, Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu had agreed to stand united at least for now, which would make things much easier later on.

They had planned to let Ye Chenfeng train the shooting department members in the morning and the Leap Troop members in the afternoon.

Wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?

However, now that Ye Dongjian saw Lin Zhonghu become as mute as a fish, not giving even the slightest honk, he felt extremely annoyed.

He coughed loudly two or three times, continuously signaling Lin Zhonghu with his eyes.

Lin Zhonghu pretended to look around, showing no reaction to Ye Dongjian’s hints.

Having observed all this, Elder Wu chuckled and asked, “Little Tiger, it’s been many years since we met.

Now you’re a drill instructor for the Leap Troop, do you also want to compete with me for someone?”

Lin Zhonghu immediately stood up straight and replied respectfully, “Comrade commander, how could I compete with you?

Little Tiger’s achievements today are all thanks to your nurturing and promotion back in the day.”

Lin Zhonghu lived up to his name; he was usually seen as a ferocious tiger in others’ eyes, but at that moment, the tiger had completely turned into a docile little kitty.

“That’s good, I did not value you in vain back then.” Elder Wu nodded his head in satisfaction.

Ye Dongjian cursed inwardly, feeling a coldness in his heart, realizing that his hope of keeping Ye Chenfeng in the Strong Soldier Training Camp was essentially wishful thinking.

Ye Chenfeng remained nonchalant as he watched everything unfold; he knew that in the end, it wouldn’t matter who came, he would not stay in the military camp.

In his previous life, besides enduring brutal training, he spent his time carrying out missions for the country; this time around, he wanted to live differently, to live for himself and for his family.

“Chenfeng, you haven’t answered my question yet?” the old Mr.

Wu watched Ye Chenfeng with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Ye Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, “Grandpa Wu, it’s not that I don’t want to agree with you, but I’m just not interested in all this.

I have my own things to do.”

Without any beating around the bush, he bluntly refused old Mr.

Wu’s invitation, something that would probably scare the daylights out of anyone else.

Although the Wus were only a second-tier family in Capital City and old Mr.

Wu was only the second in command of the military region, it was said that his position would move up another level by the end of the year.

When that time came, old Mr.

Wu would be the bona fide head of the military region, and along with his rise in rank, the Wus would ascend from a second-tier family to a first-tier one.

Old Mr.

Wu was slightly taken aback, but soon nodded in satisfaction to himself.

As a military man, he detested those who hemmed and hawed, taking ages to get to the point, and in fact, he found Ye Chenfeng’s forthright personality quite to his taste.

“It seems the young Ye really has changed.

It shouldn’t be possible for someone’s personality to change this quickly, should it?

Could it be as Comrade Zhi said, that he’s ‘playing the fool’?

Perhaps what everyone sees isn’t the real him,” old Mr.

Wu thought to himself.

Apart from this speculation, he couldn’t imagine any other possibility.

Despite his great admiration for Ye Chenfeng, old Mr.

Wu deliberately showed a displeased expression and said, “Chenfeng, you just said you wanted to come see me!

Why is it that now, when I ask you to come back to Capital City with me, you’re unwilling?”

Ye Chenfeng calmly replied, “I did say I wanted to come see you, but haven’t I seen you now?”

“Good lad, fancy a few drinks with me?

If you can get me drunk, I won’t force you anymore; but if I get you drunk, then you’ll obediently come with me to the Capital Military Region.” Old Mr.

Wu’s interest in taking Ye Chenfeng to the Capital Military Region grew even more with Chenfeng’s unfazed demeanor.

Old Mr.

Wu had a legendary tolerance for alcohol in his youth; anyone who had ever had a drink with him wouldn’t dare mention “drinking” in his presence again because they had all been knocked out by his capacity.

Over time, those familiar with old Mr.

Wu gave him the nickname “the man who never gets drunk.”

But what did Ye Chenfeng have to fear about drinking?

With a body imbued with Soul Force, he wouldn’t just be able to handle a thousand drinks without getting drunk—perhaps not even ten thousand would do the trick!

“Grandpa Wu, since you’re so eager, what harm is there in me having a few drinks with you today?

If I get drunk, I agree to go to the Capital Military Region with you obediently,” Ye Chenfeng said.

“That’s more like it!

You three, get out and let me and Chenfeng drink our fill in private.” Old Mr.

Wu liked people who were straightforward, and he couldn’t believe that if Ye Chenfeng’s combat skills were extraordinary, his drinking capacity would be as well.