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.

affect the final outcome. There was no way the country boy could drink the entire eighteen jugs of Five

eighteen jugs, you lose. Then there'll be another eighteen waiting for you," Daniel stated, as he lifted a jug with

them all!" Finn

began to drink, leisurely

stuff! What a fine drink! Such a quality beverage

more slowly than Finn, he drank steadily. Jug after jug, he didn’t spill a

last of the eighteen jugs were empty, Daniel asked with a smile, "Brother, do you concede?

in his belly, Finn could feel his endurance waning. Another eighteen might leave him drunk out

was a man who could accept defeat gracefully. Despite Daniel’s lucky win and his own misstep, Finn wasn’t one

had only passed the second. There were still five more

I let him through, there’s no harm. The other

Chapter 527 The Outcome

following the country boy’s strategy, so she couldn't help but

irked Beauty enough to want

Finn guzzled down another two jugs. He had already knocked

the country boy to lose. If he

Finn's already down eight jugs;

Beauty. I have a plan,"

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

than

"Sputter..."

floor in a wet mess. Daniel had been waiting for just this kind of slip-up—caused

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,