The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 527 The Outcome

Beauty was puzzled, not quite following the country boy’s strategy, so she couldn't help but ask, "What are you up to?"

"Well, certainly not you!" Daniel snarked back, which irked Beauty enough to want to tear his mouth to shreds.

While they exchanged barbs, Finn guzzled down another two jugs. He had already knocked back eight of the eighteen, while Daniel hadn't even taken his first sip.

Beauty was growing anxious. Initially, she wanted to see Daniel lose, but now, she didn’t want the country boy to lose. If he did, she’d never find someone so entertaining to toy with again.

"Country boy, you’d better start drinking! Finn's already down eight jugs; he’s about to win."

"Don't worry, Beauty. I have a plan," Daniel assured her casually.

"A plan? You have no plan! And if you lose, just watch how I deal with you!" Beauty retorted.

No sooner than she spoke...

"Sputter..."

Finn, having gulped down his liquor too fast, spat out a mouthful, which splashed all over the floor in a wet mess. Daniel had been waiting for just this kind of slip-up—caused by the mental trick he'd played on Finn without him realizing it.

"Brother, you just threw up. That spit takes away from the eighteen jugs you're supposed to drink. Now it's mixed with the dirt on the ground. Even if you got down on all fours to lick it up like a dog, you couldn’t get that back into the jug. So, this round – you lose," Daniel declared triumphantly.

"How did I lose? All I did was spray out a mouthful of liquor. Unless you can drain all eighteen jugs without wasting a single drop, you're the one who's losing!" Finn contested, believing he’d simply been too hasty.

irreversible, Finn was convinced that tiny mistake wouldn't affect the final outcome. There was no way the country boy could drink the entire eighteen jugs of Five

round. If I finish these eighteen jugs, you lose. Then there'll be another eighteen

Finn didn’t believe Daniel had

to drink, leisurely

fine drink! Such a quality beverage shouldn't be

drank more slowly than Finn, he drank steadily.

last of the eighteen jugs were empty, Daniel asked with a smile, "Brother, do you concede? If you give up, you don’t have to drink those remaining eighteen

heavily in his belly, Finn could feel his endurance waning.

could accept defeat gracefully. Despite Daniel’s lucky win and

passed the second. There were still five more waiting for

harm. The other

Chapter 527 The Outcome

was puzzled, not quite following the country boy’s strategy, so she couldn't help

which irked Beauty enough to want to tear his

down another two jugs. He had already knocked back eight

anxious. Initially, she wanted to see Daniel lose, but now, she didn’t want the country boy to lose. If he did, she’d never

drinking! Finn's already down eight jugs; he’s

I have a plan," Daniel assured

have no plan! And if you lose, just watch how I deal

sooner than she

"Sputter..."

fast, spat out a mouthful, which splashed all over the floor in a wet mess. Daniel had been waiting for just this kind of slip-up—caused

you just threw up. That spit takes away from the eighteen jugs you're supposed to drink. Now it's mixed with the dirt on the ground. Even if you got down on all fours