After drinking and eating their fill.

Aside from Ye Lingchen, every other man who was present there collapsed to the ground. Li Jing and Ali were the only ones who were not entirely drunk.

They had cultivated with Ye Lingchen before, and their progress in the Eight-Extremities Brute Training was faster than that of Xu Nan's. They were already able to perform the three movements taught to them with ease, and Ye Lingchen was ready to continue teaching them the next three movements.

As a result, their alcohol tolerance ended up being much greater.

"Young Master Ye, you, you... Your alcohol tolerance is a bit too high, isn't it?" Hu Yifei and the others went blank and they looked at Ye Lingchen in speechless stupefaction.

They saw it with their own eyes—Ye Lingchen raised a glass to about a dozen people. The others only had to drink once, but he was required to drink a dozen or so times. Amazingly, nothing seemed to happen to him while the others all became drunk.

He could no longer be described as having high tolerance. It was absolutely abnormal.

"Haha, you've never seen death if you challenge me to drink." Ye Lingchen smiled lightly and had a cool look on his face. "Tell the driver to come and pick them up."

After a night of eating and drinking, it was already very late. After making arrangements for the group of drunk individuals, Ye Lingchen got up and prepared to go home.

At 10.45pm, Ye Lingchen wobbled onto the street with two 'oil bottles1'.

Those two 'oil bottles' were none other than Li Jing and Ali. The two of them did not collapse from their drunkenness and still had great strength, so it would be very difficult to expect anyone else to send them back. In light of that, Ye Lingchen could only take them back personally.

Fortunately, the consciousness deep within them was still present even though they were both drunk. They were very much in awe of Ye Lingchen, so it saved a lot of trouble because they followed Ye Lingchen's instructions strictly despite their drunkenness.

"Ye... Young Master Ye, you're a really good drinker! Come, I'll raise a toast to you again!"

"Young Master Ye, you've kept yourself pretty low-key. I admire your high alcohol tolerance! Keep drinking!"

The two murmured while walking as if they were still having drinks.

Ye Lingchen did not bother to pay attention to those two drunkards and walked forward on his own. The evening breeze blew against his hair with a hint of chilliness.

Li Jing and Ali lived together, and in order to facilitate martial arts training, their residence was located in a relatively isolated area by the city park. By that time, there were few pedestrians on the road.

"Help… Help!"

After hearing that cry for help, Ye Lingchen paused his footsteps and frowned instinctively.

He held his breath and focused his attention.

Another cry for help reached his ears, accompanied by the roar of an electric scooter.

The person calling for help was an ordinary person and a woman.

On the other hand, the person chasing her was very strong!

He was definitely a martial artist!

A trace of fine light flashed in Ye Lingchen's eyes and a rapt expression appeared on his face.

Ye Lingchen discovered that he had a penchant to be nosy after possessing so much strength and could not help but lament it. Perhaps deep in his heart was a calling to help the weak.

It was rare to see a martial artist chasing and killing an ordinary person, and adding to that was a certain familiar feeling in the cry for help.

He lifted his legs and walked toward the source of the sound.

The electric scooter's hum became louder and louder, and the girl's panicked call for help, coupled with crying, became more urgent.

There were no other motorized sounds behind the electric scooter because the person chasing after it was relying on his own legs!

"Hehe, there's no escape!"

The chaser's hoarse voice was like a thunderous roar. He stepped up his chase and his speed increased noticeably!

Like a ghost in the dark, he instantly caught up with the electric scooter ahead of him. Then, he snickered and kicked the vehicle's rear wheel!

Boom!

The electric scooter was sent flying once the sound was heard. The woman sitting on it was flung out instantly. She rolled three times on the ground and could not get up at all.

It was her?

Ye Lingchen had a look of surprise when he saw the woman on the ground. She was none other than Dong Miaomiao, who bought the giant python's meat from him some time ago.

Two people were chasing her, both of them sturdy men. Their eyes flickered with an intimidating aura and they looked like skilled individuals.

The speed of Dong Miaomiao's electric scooter was about 40 yards per hour, so those two martial artists could easily catch up to her in an instant. Their strength was by no means lesser than those who captured Xu Nan last time.

Even if they were not inner force martial artists, they were already on the verge of achieving inner force.

Thousandsprout Healthcare had been acquired by Amaterasu Genetics, and Ye Lingchen was initially quite worried about Dong Miaomiao's fate, but he did not expect to encounter her in such a situation.

She was a weak woman who would not come into contact with any martial artist. Why would she be chased by them?

"Who are you guys?" Dong Miaomiao's eyes were horrified and her voice was faltering discernibly.

Everything that happened that night completely upended her worldview. The two men who chased after her were abnormal, with speeds that no normal person was able to possess. Getting rid of them while driving the electric scooter was impossible and she felt like she was being played by a cat.

How could human beings have such speed in strength as well as strength in speed?

It should not exist in her world. Could she have traversed elsewhere?

Throughout the ordeal, Dong Miaomiao doubted life more than once.

"How dare you spy on our dealings. Where did you get that courage?" one of the martial artists sneered. "Such a pity. You're beautiful, but you'll soon become an experiment subject."

He walked toward Dong Miaomiao as he spoke.

"You... Don't come near me!" Dong Miaomiao was like a helpless little sheep. Despair filled her eyes and she backed away with great difficulty. Tears rolled down her eyes and she shouted weakly, "HELP!"

The other party obviously enjoyed the feeling of dominance and laughed. "MUAHAHAHA, no one will come to rescue you even if your vocal cords break from screaming!"

The distance separating both people began decreasing steadily.

At that moment, a loud shout was heard. "STOP! Let go of that girl!"

Dong Miaomiao was stunned.

The two martial artists were dumbfounded.

Ye Lingchen was also dumbfounded.

He had mixed feelings toward the drunk Ali beside him.

That was supposed to be his line! He did not think that a momentary loss of focus would allow someone else to rob him of his moment. He had too few occasions to show off recently.

It would be inappropriate if he jumped out and said the same sentence at that point.

During that moment, Ali had already begun walking slowly out of the darkness. His muscled body was of the highest standards and he was extremely tall. If one did not consider his shakily drunk posture, he would definitely intimidate everyone greatly, but…he looked ridiculous at that moment.

"Hehe, I was wondering where this brave soul came from. Turns out it's a drunkard!" The martial artist smiled sarcastically. "Have you learned how to save damsels in distress after getting drunk? You're looking for death!"

"Such a big body. Perfect to be an experimental subject." Another martial artist could not resist making that remark. Upon seeing Ali's eyes lighting up with a cold glimmer, he snickered. "Do you know who we are? Do you really have the guts to come forward?"

"My cultivator brethren! Is there any reason to shun this fight?" In the same way, Li Jing was also unwilling to show weakness. He swayed about as he stood with Ali...

拖油瓶 – translated as 'oil bottles'. It is a phrase used to describe people who are a hindrance or get in the way.