?49: Chapter 50 Supreme Palmistry 49: Chapter 50 Supreme Palmistry “Pick up girls?

    A job too trivial this handsome guy has never deigned to do, the girls always chase after me!” Ye Wudao said with a narcissistic tone.

    “Haha, who would fancy you?

    Besides that globally limited edition Patek Philippe King Diamond watch in your hand, which there are only ten of in the world, you don’t look like a rich man at all.

    Unfortunately, your watch is a knock-off, it’s supposed to have three King Diamonds, but yours has nine!” The beauty said coldly, her tone tinged with disdain as she saw Ye Wudao as both penniless and pretentious.

    Huh?

    Recognized my watch?

    Ye Wudao lifted the watch in his hand, which his Seventh Master had given him on his twentieth birthday.

    It was a discontinued model, globally limited to one piece.

    In this world, there are many wealthy people like carp crossing the river, but only he is qualified to wear this top-class watch!

    Ye Wudao smiled, “Beauty, good eye, but too bad you’re mistaken, this handsome guy’s watch is real!

    Besides, I might not have money, but I’ve got charm, don’t you think?”

    The cheongsam beauty stared at Ye Wudao, then suddenly, her beautiful eyes showed a hint of shock.

    Such a strong murderous aura!

    To hide the turmoil inside, the beauty called over a waiter and ordered a bottle of wine, smiling, “If you can outdrink me, I’ll tell you my name.”

    “Sorry, I’m not interested in your name!” Ye Wudao looked the cheongsam beauty up and down, his lips curving slightly.

    “Want my body?

    Haha, that depends on how well you can hold your liquor!” the cheongsam beauty mocked.

    “Then you’re definitely going to lose, they call me the Sage of the Wine!” Ye Wudao bragged.

    “Sorry, I also have a nickname as someone who never gets drunk,” the cheongsam beauty said proudly with a smile.

    “What if I win?” Ye Wudao asked.

    “If you win, you can do whatever you want with me...” the beauty said in a coquettish tone, especially dragging out the last word, sending shivers down the spine.

    Ye Wudao laughed sinisterly, “Heh, alright!”

    Seeing Ye Wudao’s lecherous expression, the beauty’s eyes revealed scorn, thinking this man was no different from others.

    “But if you lose, I want you to streak ten laps around the bar and roll out!” the beauty turned her tone fierce.

    Hisss!

    Ye Wudao gasped; this beauty was a rose with thorns!

    Indeed, the Second Master was right; the prettier a woman, the more poisonous she is!

    However, drinking was something that never troubled Ye Wudao.

    “Fine, deal made.

    Waiter, what’s the strongest alcohol you have in this hotel?” Ye Wudao asked.

    “That would be Blackforce liquor, ninety-two proof, also famously known as Black Poison.

    Normal people get drunk with just one sip, and a bottle could knock out a cow!” the waiter said.

    “Bring me a box just to rinse my mouth!” Ye Wudao commanded aggressively.

    Boom!

    The waiter, as if struck by lightning, looked stunned and said, “Are you sure you want a box?”

    “Stop the chatter and go!” Ye Wudao urged.

    “Okay.”

    Soon, the trembling waiter brought over a box of Black Poison.

    No one in the bar had ever managed to drink a whole bottle while standing, let alone a box.

    “Beauty, in the good faith of our instant connection, I’ll drink to our meeting first!” Ye Wudao skillfully opened the bottle with his fingers and downed it in one go.

    “Gurgle!” The nearby waiter was dumbfounded, God, to drink an entire bottle of ninety-two proof Black Poison in one gulp was simply outrageous!

    “The taste of this liquor is alright, just a bit weak in strength,” Ye Wudao frowned.

    The beauty’s eyes showed a flicker of shock, then her lips curled into a shallow smile, “Don’t boast!”

    Finished, the beauty also took a sip.

    “It’s boring just drinking, how about we play a game?” Ye Wudao suggested.

    “Sure, what game?”

    “You ask, I answer,” Ye Wudao said.

    “You ask first,” the beauty said.

    “Beauty, how old are you this year?” Ye Wudao asked.

    “Twenty-seven.”

    Ye Wudao smiled, “I didn’t ask about your age.”

    A flash of embarrassment crossed the beauty’s face as she calmly said, “36D!

    Now it’s my turn, how old are you?”

    “Twenty-two,” Ye Wudao replied nonchalantly.

    “I didn’t ask about your age either,” the beauty mocked.

    “Nor did I reply about the age,” the corner of Ye Wudao’s mouth curved; “Let’s drink first!”

    “Giggle, little brother, you really are amusing!” the beauty laughed, covering her mouth and finishing another bottle.

    “Now, my turn to ask you, do you have a man?” Ye Wudao asked directly.

    Hearing Ye Wudao ask a woman’s most sensitive question made the beauty’s eyes flicker momentarily before she frowned, “You’re too blunt and rough, I don’t like men with that kind of personality!”

    “I admit I’m rough, but I’m also gentle, come on beauty, don’t interrupt, answer my question!” Ye Wudao said calmly.

    “Sis might have many men,” the beauty drank a sip of wine, exuding a glamorous aura.

    “You can’t lie, otherwise, you’ll have to take a penalty drink!”

    The beauty was startled!

    How could he have seen through her?

    She looked deep into Ye Wudao’s eyes, finding his eyes, as brilliant as black gems, seemed like arrows that could see through everything about her.

    Yet she, in turn, couldn’t see through him!

    “Alright, I won’t tease you anymore, sister is quite single, currently without a man,” the beauty admitted feeling slightly deflated, taking the initiative to hold Ye Wudao’s hand, smiling, “Sis can read palms, why don’t I give you a free reading?”

    “Sure,” Ye Wudao nodded.

    The beauty examined Ye Wudao’s palm, her beautiful eyes filled with shock!

    My God!

    Three Heaven-reaching Lines!

    To know, ordinary people having even one line of fortune is amazing!

    As for Heaven-reaching lines, only those with overwhelming power and status have them on their palms!

    And Ye Wudao had not just three Heaven-reaching lines, but they combined to vaguely form the character for ‘king’, truly a sign fitting for an absolute sovereign!