With Blood of the Hero used as bait, the militants who just had a sip of the wine and whose yearning for it had not yet subsided could not put up much of a fight.
Besides, they were going to be here for about ten days and they had so many ulterior plans to be carried out in the dark; it would not be beneficial if they got into a fight with this appointed tour guide of theirs.
Yun Yang, you want to act? You won't be the only one who knows how to do so!
An eye for an eye, this is what we’re the best at!
"Good, good. Young Master Yun is straightforward indeed."
A bearded general stood up and laughed. "We must have some more of this wine indeed."
"Of course. One thousand and five hundred silver taels for a pot, how many are we taking?" Yun Yang said breezily, "Who’s paying?"
The bearded generals stared mutely at him for a long while. He breathed for some time but could not manage to spit a number out.
Did you not just say you wanted to get us the wine?