Longevity Begins with Internal Organs-Chapter 341 - 219: You Call This Not Drinking?

For example, Zui’Er and Shang Luoluo, and then there’s the Song Family’s eldest daughter, Song Peiwan, their beauty is quite evenly matched.

Xia Hongyu is like this too, although her beauty tends to be on the delicate side.

To put it bluntly, she has a face that looks easy to bully, which is why she encounters so much covetousness.

In comparison, although Shang Luoluo also doesn’t know martial arts, because she’s extraordinarily smart and has a very strong aura, such covetousness is much lessened for her.

Feeling emotional at heart, Zhao Ya smiled and said, "Since you know I’ve saved you twice, how do you plan to repay me?"

Xia Hongyu was at a loss for words, her face gradually blushing.

"How... how do you want me to repay you?"

She said in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s, yet there was a hint of hope in her eyes.

But she didn’t wait for Zhao Ya’s answer.

She saw Zhao Ya walk to the table, glanced at the sumptuous feast, and couldn’t help but laugh, "This guy is pretty generous, this meal isn’t cheap, since it hasn’t been touched, let’s eat it!"

Saying this, Zhao Ya sat down directly, picked up the chopsticks, and began eating.

While eating, he urged Xia Hongyu.

"What are you standing there for, come on, eat, it would be a waste not to eat such good food."

Xia Hongyu showed a slight look of disappointment but immediately changed to a smiling face.

"Mm-mm, I’m hungry too."

Xia Hongyu sat beside Zhao Ya, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating as well.

At this time, Zhao Ya saw a pot of wine on the table. After sniffing it and confirming there was no problem, he poured himself a cup.

Then he looked at Xia Hongyu, "Care for a drink?"

"Sure!"

The sweet and sour fruit wine gives a very pleasant feeling when it enters the mouth.

But after it goes down, this sweet and sour liquid, like fruit juice, showed its power.

Soon, Xia Hongyu’s face flushed, and the look in her eyes at Zhao Ya was softer, as if water could drip from them.

"How did you suddenly appear here? Weren’t you heading to the Commandery?"

"Yes, I did go to the Commandery, but something happened later, so I came to the Capital City to handle it."

Then Zhao Ya roughly recounted the events.

Although many details were omitted, Xia Hongyu was still on edge, only then realizing how much had happened to Zhao Ya after they separated.

"Why did you come to the Four Seasons Garden today?" Xia Hongyu asked.

Zhao Ya didn’t confess he came to loot He Town’s secret stash, not because he didn’t trust Xia Hongyu, but because knowing this wouldn’t be good for her.

"Oh, I came to take a bath. After washing, I felt a bit hungry, so I planned to come to Xia Garden to eat something. It was a coincidence that I saw you, but you were with those two at the time, so I didn’t come over."

Only then did Xia Hongyu realize that the back she glimpsed before coming in was not an illusion, but real.

"How is Elder Xia doing now?" Zhao Ya asked.

"My grandfather is doing quite well now. After we came to the Capital City, we sought refuge at my great-aunt’s house. With her taking care of us, he no longer worries about me like he used to, so our days are quite leisurely." Xia Hongyu said.

At this moment, she was somewhat drunk but still refused to put down her wine glass.

For her, today was a day of ups and downs.

First, she was betrayed by a friend, then she met the person she’s been yearning for.

These things made her emotions difficult to calm for a long time, using alcohol as her only solace.

Just as the two of them were eating, drinking, and chatting, footsteps suddenly approached from outside, followed by Dong Yiping’s voice.

"This is the place, this is where I was beaten, you folks at the Four Seasons Garden must stand up for me!"

"Rest assured, Young Master Dong, anyone daring to make trouble in our Four Seasons Garden is seeking death."

With that voice, the elegant room’s door was forcefully pushed open, and Dong Yiping, along with a few big burly men, walked in.

Dong Yiping immediately caught sight of Zhao Ya sitting at the table, and, frightened, he backed away hurriedly.

He assumed Zhao Ya and Xia Hongyu had left long before, so he sought out the people from the Four Seasons Garden to make a complaint.

He couldn’t afford to provoke Zhao Ya, but with the powerful Four Seasons Garden behind him, they definitely could.

He didn’t expect Zhao Ya hadn’t left at all.

Not only hadn’t left, but was dining with Xia Hongyu here.

What made Dong Yiping even more indignant was that Xia Hongyu had a wine cup in hand, clearly intoxicated and having drunk quite a bit.

This is what it is to ’not drink’? exclaimed in his heart, Dong Yiping was furious, yet he didn’t dare provoke Zhao Ya, so he stayed far away, raising his hand to point.

"He’s the one who beat me. After beating me, he didn’t leave and continued eating here, and the food is mine. You folks at the Four Seasons Garden must do something!"

"My friend, we have a rule at the Four Seasons Garden that no one can brawl here, you’ve hit Young Master Dong, what do you say to this?" A burly man stepped forward and said coldly.

Xia Hongyu was somewhat panicked, but Zhao Ya seemed not to hear, still slowly sipping his wine.

This burly man’s eyes showed a hint of hesitation.

For despite not sensing any overbearing aura from Zhao Ya, such a calm demeanor clearly indicated he had something to depend upon.

But due to duty, he had no choice but to put on a fierce act and question him.

"I’m talking to you. Apologize to Young Master Dong and compensate for losses, and our Four Seasons Garden can... "

Before he could finish, the burly man was sent flying, smashing through the elegant room’s door and landing outside, already unconscious when he hit the ground.

And only then did Zhao Ya slowly retract his finger, calmly saying, "Can what?"

The faces of the remaining men changed drastically.

For none of them saw how Zhao Ya had attacked.

In the blink of an eye, the powerful man with ’Three Boundaries’ strength was flung out like a broken tile, showcasing the terrifying might Zhao Ya possessed.

Without hesitation, they turned to flee.

What a joke.

For such a scant salary, who would throw themselves into life-threatening danger?

Dong Yiping also wanted to run.

Zhao Ya called out to stop him, "Stop!"

Dong Yiping obediently stopped.

"Kneel down!"

Dong Yiping kneeled with great agility.

"Close your eyes."

Dong Yiping began crying in fright, kowtowing furiously.

"Please don’t kill me, I truly know my wrongs, please don’t kill me!"

"Don’t make me say it a second time." Zhao Ya said calmly.

So frightened, Dong Yiping couldn’t even cry, only able to stop sobbing, looking at Zhao Ya with a face full of despair.

"It’ll be quick, not painful at all." Zhao Ya smiled.

Dong Yiping almost fainted from fear, his eyes glazed, watching Zhao Ya’s finger slowly approach his forehead, his blood running cold.

Just at this moment.

A bright voice came from outside.

"So it’s the recently famous Young Hero Zhao, no wonder you have such strength. How about giving me face and sparing Dong Yiping this once?"

Zhao Ya halted his hand and looked up toward the doorway.

He saw a young man standing outside the door who had arrived unnoticed.

When Zhao Ya looked at him, the man cupped his fists.

"Lang Songbai, Sea Lord of the Qingjing Sea from the Four Seas Gang, greetings to Young Hero Zhao!"

The name Lang Songbai, Sea Lord of the Qingjing Sea.

It made the distant onlookers go pale.

"Gasp, I didn’t expect this esteemed master to step in, things just got interesting."

"Who’s the guy in the room?"

"Don’t you know? He’s the one who exchanged blows with the Celestial Beauty Yan Xizhao from the Washing Sword Manor a while back."

Amidst the chatter, Zhao Ya’s gaze turned cold as he looked at Lang Songbai, slowly extending his hand.

Lang Songbai’s smile stayed unchanged, though his eyes grew colder.

As Zhao Ya’s finger touched Dong Yiping’s forehead, Lang Songbai was about to intervene.

But just then, Dong Yiping collapsed with a thud, fainting in fear.

Only then did Zhao Ya smirk, gently blowing on his finger.

"Since Sea Lord Lang has spoken, I must give him face."

Lang Songbai was momentarily taken aback, then smiled as well, "Alright, since Young Hero Zhao is willing to give me face, then he’s a friend of Lang Songbai."