Come on up here. I'll treat you to the best wine and the best food." Qin Chuan brought out a table and chairs.
A small table and two chairs.
The middle-aged man leaped into the air and landed on the city wall.
"Please!" Qin Chuan gestured for him to sit down.
At this moment, only Qin Chuan and the man were on the wide city wall. Qin Chuan took out plates of dishes, fragrant and pleasant, as if they had been prepared in advance.
In fact, they were prepared; Qin Chuan always did this, able to take them out at any time. But this felt different to the middle-aged man.
Many people could take out food casually, but few could do it with such refinement, and the taste made him feel irresistible.
Qin Chuan took out tiger bone wine. Two grown men, let's drink tiger bone wine. In fact, the taste of tiger bone wine is not inferior to plum blossom wine.
It's just that the two wines have different feelings. Plum blossom wine is refreshing and fragrant, with the effect of cleansing the marrow and bones, and purifying the body.
Tiger bone wine is for strengthening the body and bones, stabilizing the foundation, and enhancing physical fitness. In fact, in terms of both effect and taste, the two wines are comparable.
Plum wine enhances more of the internal, many intangible aspects, and its excellent taste makes it popular with women.
Tiger bone wine, on the other hand, is potent, strengthening the body and having a greater effect on men, making it their favorite. The
middle-aged man was stunned, looking at Qin Chuan with confusion, especially after tasting the dishes, meat, and taking a sip of the wine. He was completely dumbfounded.
What was going on? He had come to kill him, and although he hadn't yet made a move, his position was already set. But what was this?
Qin Chuan had offered the absolute best, and the man had no doubt about it after tasting it, as it was the best food and the most delicious wine he had ever eaten.
To the man, being able to eat such things was an incredible stroke of luck. Even if he died here, it wouldn't be a waste.
"Delicious, good, good! Even if I die at your hands, I won't regret it. Thank you!" the man said sincerely.
"You don't need to die. You come to help me, and I'll let you eat this every day. That way, even if the Five Qi Yang Sect comes to kill you, you'll profit even more," Qin Chuan said with a smile, half-jokingly.
The middle-aged man was taken aback, not expecting Qin Chuan to say such a thing.
He looked at Qin Chuan with a wry smile and shook his head slightly, "Sir
, you're quite the joker." Qin Chuan was just joking; the other party certainly wouldn't actually do it, but the joke had somehow brought them closer,
like true friends drinking together.
"What mission have you come with this time? Would you mind talking about it?" Qin Chuan said with a smile.
The other party would feel obligated to answer his questions, as long as they weren't too intrusive or difficult.
The middle-aged man smiled wryly. Actually, he knew this meal wouldn't be so pleasant the moment he tasted the delicious food and wine.
It was incredibly delicious, delectable enough to be described as divine. How could such a delicacy be given to an enemy for no reason?
Qin Chuan ate while waiting for the other man to speak. The question was sensitive, but it was answerable, and he couldn't be evasive. If he were evasive, he could simply not answer.
At this level, everyone understood perfectly well what was going on.
"It's nothing really. I came here this time solely to kill you, no matter what. The sect gave me a death order for that purpose," the man said softly.
"You're quite honest!" Qin Chuan laughed.
"I can't help it. I'm beholden to someone who feeds me. Now that I've said it, I don't know if I can still eat," the man said helplessly.
"Of course, eat as much as you want. It's all you can eat today," Qin Chuan laughed.
"You didn't poison it, did you?" the man asked.
"You can choose not to eat. I didn't force you," Qin Chuan said without looking up.
The middle-aged man ate quickly, finishing most of the food on the table.
After eating and drinking his fill, he sighed contentedly. Although he was full, he still looked like he wanted more. For him, this was already a wonderful surprise.
Beauty and delicious food.
To encounter either of them was already a happy thing. It was a pity that the occasion was wrong, otherwise he would have definitely tried to curry favor with this person so he could eat more of his stew in the future.
But now, he had eaten the man's food and was now going to kill him. The two had met for the first time and there was no hatred between them. Unfortunately, some things are just so absurd.
"To be honest, I really don't want to kill you, I really don't," the middle-aged man said after thinking for a while.
"Brother, that's so hypocritical. If you don't want to kill me, then go back and find someone else. At worst, I'll treat him to another meal," Qin Chuan said with a smile.
The middle-aged man looked at Qin Chuan speechlessly. Is this how young people think?
"Alright, when we're eating, let's just talk about eating. Even when we start fighting, you don't need to think so much. Besides, you know in your heart whether you're thinking that much or not. A meal won't change anything."
The man shook his head: "A meal for others might not change anything, but yours is different. Really, I even have the guts to eat a few more meals here and then be killed by you."
"Brother, that's enough of the acting. My cultivation level is so much lower than yours, is this really okay?"
The two of them spoke in a half-serious, half-joking manner. In fact, Qin Chuan didn't know whether the other party was telling the truth or not, and the middle-aged man didn't know what Qin Chuan was thinking.
"How about this, let's have a spar. Just one spar, and regardless of life or death, victory or defeat, we'll fight once," the middle-aged man said.
Qin Chuan looked at him without speaking, lost in thought. The other man hadn't given up on killing him just because of a meal.
"Alright!" Qin Chuan nodded.
"Brother, you choose the location!" the man laughed.
What was about to happen was a life-or-death struggle. They were on opposing sides at their first meeting, yet they addressed each other as brothers.
Sometimes it's just that absurd, that unbelievable.
Perhaps this is the old saying, that life is a play, or rather, life is like a play.
And within a play, there's still acting, a play within a play, even a play within a play.
Many people wear a mask, but once you remove one, you find another mask beneath, even three or four.
Qin Chuan chose a mountain in the imperial city, not far from here, a secluded place.
"Aren't you afraid I'll set some kind of trap here?" Qin Chuan asked.
"You're not that kind of person. What I said before was true. I didn't want to kill you, not because I ate your food, but because of the feeling I got from you. I didn't want to kill you. It's not about whether I could kill you or not, but from the bottom of my heart, I didn't want to kill you."