Chapter 48: Master of the Hundred Ghosts Path

Chapter 48: Master of the Hundred Ghosts Path

You poured wine on me, and now you want to drink my wine? Do you think good-looking people have no temper?

“You won’t give me a drink?” Old Li raised his eyebrows.

Qin Feng smiled, “Of course not.”

Looking at your expression, do you want to fight me? It’s not that I look down on you, but with your handicap, Miss Lan can handle ten of you!

Qin Feng thought so, and suddenly raised his eyebrows. The scene where the wooden door closed on its own just now was a bit like a Grade 6 Gathering Power martial artist showing off his energy. Coupled with the tense look on Miss Lan’s face at the moment, this guy in front of him should not be an expert, right?

He swallowed hard and cautiously positioned himself behind Miss Lan, not out of fear, but as a precaution to prevent the other party from finding an opportunity.

Old Li narrowed his eyes and tapped his stick on the ground. Lan Ningshuang immediately unsheathed the sword at her waist, ready for battle. Qin Feng quickly hid himself, making sure that he was well hidden. However, after a while, there was still no movement.

Qin Feng carefully poked his head out. There was no powerful aura surrounding him, and the ground was undisturbed. Miss Lan in front of him remained motionless.

Is that all?

Could it be that the wooden door closed due to a strong gust of wind?

If that is your only ability, then I have nothing to fear. Qin Feng stepped out from behind Miss Lan, his lips curled. “I won’t give you the wine. If there’s nothing else, we’ll be on our way.”

Qin Feng confidently turned around, but he noticed that Miss Lan remained unmoved.

“Miss Lan?” Qin Feng turned his head, only to see the beautiful woman stiff, her pupils in her bright eyes gazing back desperately, as if urging him to run!

Sensing that something was wrong, Qin Feng activated his eye technique and discovered numerous green light dots densely scattered throughout the courtyard, much more than in other areas.

Previously, Qin Feng did not know what these green dots represented, but after reading many books, he understood. These dots were the remnants of Yin energy left behind by things that had passed away, which were essential for the practitioners of the Hundred Ghost Paths to improve their cultivation.

However, if there was so much Yin energy here, didn’t it indicate that there were many deceased beings in the courtyard?

Qin Feng looked at Lan Ningshuang and saw that she was enveloped in Yin energy, as if bound by chains.

He was instantly alarmed. This was a soul-binding technique that only sixth-ranked practitioners of the Hundred Ghosts Path could perform!

This limping man was a practitioner of the Hundred Ghosts Path, and his rank wasn’t low!

Qin Feng sighed lightly and began to describe the process of brewing the wine to him.

“Distillation?” Old Li widened his eyes; he had never heard of such a method before.

“Yes, distillation. After fermenting the wine, this process removes the water content, continuously refining it and producing a rich and strong liquor,” Qin Feng explained the principle. Old Li’s eyes lit up as he listened intently. “Such a thing exists? You, brat, it’s amazing.”

“Elder, you flatter me,” Qin Feng replied modestly.

Old Li stroked his chin, then asked, “The deal you mentioned earlier, is it for me to brew this wine for you?”

“Yes, I wonder if the elder is interested?” Qin Feng inquired.

“Heh, young man, you must know, this brewing method is truly unprecedented. We’ve only just met, and you dare to trust me with this information?” Middle-aged man recalled meeting Qin Feng yesterday.

Qin Feng clasped his hands, “Elder, it’s clear you are no ordinary person. I am willing to do business with you in good faith.”

Old Li sneered, his cane striking the ground once more, and the previously immobile Lan Ningshuang finally regained her freedom.

“Young Master” Lan Ningshuang came to Qin Feng’s side, her fists clenched, filled with self-blame. Luckily, the man didn’t intend to harm them; otherwise...

“Young man, I don’t like threatening others. I can forget what happened just now. You may leave,” Old Li said.

You don’t like threatening others? Qin Feng sneered inwardly. What about detaining Miss Lan and demanding the wine earlier? He shot Old Li a disdainful glance.

Old Li sensed Qin Feng’s thoughts; his face reddened, and he coughed, saying, “Just think of it as buying that glass of wine. You can give me a price.”

“Elder, you are too kind. Consider it a token of our first meeting,” Qin Feng said.

“You really want to collaborate with me?” Old Li was surprised. “Why? There are many big wineries in the city; wouldn’t they suit your requirements better?”

“Because those wineries have colluded with the Lord’s Mansion. I don’t trust them,” Qin Feng replied.

“Do you trust me then?”

“Yes,” Qin Feng said sincerely.

Old Li stared at him, their eyes meeting for a long time. Suddenly, he laughed, “In that case, if I refuse now, it would seem I’m hypocritical.”

“Thank you, Elder. Shall we discuss the details of our collaboration?” Qin Feng suggested.