Chapter 272 Yet I Must Kill You

Jaxon feeling the effects, admitted defeat. “I talked big for nothing. You guys carry on, I need a break.” He stumbled over to a hammock and collapsed into it.

Zephyr taunted him, “So much for being Jadeborough’s ‘Night Prince’. Can’t even handle your drink?”

Upon hearing this, Shaun nudged Zephyr, suggesting another round. “Let’s not brag and just drink.” They both raised their glasses and downed their drinks.

Bennett cautioned, “Though my wine doesn’t cause hangovers and feels fine the next day, you should still take it easy. I don’t want anyone getting an upset stomach.”

“No problem, if Zephyr doesn’t collapse tonight, then I will!” Shaun declared, egging on Zephyr.

Casper, intrigued, joined their drinking contest.

The table buzzed with lively chatter, lifting everyone’s spirits. Rhiannon, Yuliana, and Nancy, initially planning on non-alcoholic beverages, decided to join in with another round of pineapple wine.

Bennett invited Finnegan, “Come on, let’s have a drink too.”

Finnegan laughed lightly, cautioning, “Take it easy, Bennett, I’m not great with alcohol.” He clinked glasses with Bennett and drained his in one go, then

engaged in casual conversation.

By nine, Shaun and the others were thoroughly intoxicated, staggering about in disarray. Rhiannon and the other ladies had succumbed to sleep, snoring softly at the table.

Finnegan, his face flushed, set down his glass. “I can’t drink any more, Bennett…”

Mid-sentence, Finnegan slumped forward, collapsing onto the table.

Meanwhile, Bennett remained unaffected, as if he hadn’t touched a drop.

he

wiped it with a tissue. His gaze, complex and conflicted,

his shoulder, steadying the man with one

asleep, Bennett carried Finnegan

later, they arrived at a freshly dug pit, three

a tree, his scimitar gleaming in his hand. “I owe you a life debt. From this moment, I promise to protect your family, ensuring no harm comes to them,”

the scimitar descended swiftly toward

it. A dark, mesmerizing saber clashed

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lightning speed, spun his scimitar

stepped back, sizing up his new opponent. Doom Star, dressed entirely in black, stood

was not expecting this intervention.

recover, another icy wave of hostilitý surged, and the aura of a Preliminary Rank Terra

materializing like a phantom, engaged Bennett with

forced Bennett to retreat again. He scrutinized them, his expression growing more grave. “Are

Star remained silent, their

who should have been incapacitated, opened his eyes, clear and alert. The drunken haze had vanished entirely.

have no old

heart skipped a beat at Finnegan’s unexpected recovery. “How are

I recognized ‘A Thousand Dreams’ herb in

throughout, discreetly using his spiritual energy to neutralize the alcohol’s effects as he sipped his

asked, “Was that why you were

skilled fighter, whose cultivation is at the Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier, but your eyes betrayed a hope that they’d drink more. With

his oversight and sighed,

can you tell me why you’re

and I have no personal reason to harm you. However, I owe a life debt that must

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