The man was confused, so he opened his mouth to tell him to get out, and then opened his mouth to tell him what he had deceived Night Demon Qiong.
"Haha! Interesting!" Ye Yuting walked in with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face: "You cheated my nephew of something, and you are so arrogant. You really don't take my Ye family seriously."
Xia Qingchen frowned: "Isn't what I said clear enough? Either make it clear or get out! Don't babble, it's annoying!"
What about Yejia?
If you make him angry, throw down three grains of sacred soil, and no matter how big the Ye family is, it will be razed to the ground!
Ye Yuting reported his identity to the Ye family, which made Xia Qingchen feel afraid, and at worst, made him feel guilty because of it. He really did not expect that Xia Qingchen not only did not know how to restrain himself, but also had an air of contempt for the Ye family.
His face faded from laughter and became as cold as frost: "Xia Qingchen! Don't pretend to be pretentious. You cheated my nephew of Ye Ming Wine. Do you admit it or not?"
It turns out that it was Ye Mingjiu who came here.
Xia Qingchen took a breath from the air, picked up the night light wine on the stone table, and let it float in the palm of his hand: "What do you mean by this?"
Ye Yuting snorted softly: "It seems that you want to save face. I thought you would hide it and cheat."
He stretched out his palm: "Give it back!"
Xia Qingchen said lightly: "I don't care about a glass of wine. I can give it back to you! But please use that broken mouth to explain how I cheated you of this glass of wine?"
He really didn't expect that Night Demon Qiong would leave a glass of wine in return, which would turn out to be his deception.
"You know what you're asking!" Ye Yuting said tiredly: "Then let me ask you, who used a set of fallacies to open up new meridians to defraud my nephew of Ye Ming wine? It was none other than you, Xia Qingchen, right?"
He wanted to see how Xia Qingchen made excuses.
However, what surprised him was that Xia Qingchen did not argue fiercely, but only looked at him with the eyes of an ant: "First, don't use your shallowness to measure my depth! The method is a good method, but
The people watching are just mediocre people!”
Hearing this, Ye Yuting responded with a scornful smile. The fallacies and heresies could only deceive a young man like Ye Moqiong who was not deeply involved in the world, but he, the great master of martial arts theory, could not be deceived.
"Secondly, your nephew gave me the wine first and asked me to give him advice. How can you say that it was a premeditated deception?"
No matter how you look at it, Xia Qingchen is not greedy for the so-called Night Light Wine.
Ye Yuting disagreed: "It is an unchangeable fact to use fallacies and heresy to cheat Ye Ming Wine away. If you say you are not greedy, who will believe you?"
He didn't believe that anyone could resist the attraction of Night Light Wine.
That is a peerless spiritual liquid that can live in the late stage of a major star. It is rare in the world. Once taken, it can help people have at least several months of cultivation time left.
Will Xia Qingchen be moved?
Lie to a fool!
"I don't care about a glass of wine, and I don't need to covet it." Xia Qingchen said indifferently.
Ye Yuting chuckled: "Do you believe me?"
He also uttered wild words about spoiling the wine, fearing that he would be very happy after getting it, or that Xia Qingchen might have tasted the wine.
Xia Qingchen shook his head: "I don't need your belief, you just need to know that this glass of wine is placed on the table, and I have never touched it!"
After saying that, he threw the night light wine back casually.
Ye Yuting, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Ye Ming Wine and carefully caught a few drops of wine that spilled out.
He was a little unhappy. If such precious wine was spilled on the ground, could Xia afford to pay for it?
What made him even more angry was that Xia Qingchen didn't care at all. After throwing it away, he turned around and walked towards the secret room: "Take your wine and get out!"
"Wait a minute!" Ye Yuting said coldly: "I want to test whether the wine is too low or not!"
Xia Qingchen stopped and said, "Your ears are really deaf! I told you, I have never touched this wine."
"You say I have to believe it?" Ye Yuting said as he took out a precise container with clear markings on it: "Every drop of Ye Ming wine is worth a fortune. If I find that any drop is missing, you will pay for everything.
Sorry!"
As he said that, he poured the night-light wine from the horn into the container: "This cup of night-light wine has a total of two hundred and forty drops! You said you have never touched it, right? Then you'd better pray that the scale of the container reaches two hundred and forty.
."
The container is like a thin piece of bamboo, about three feet long, with a numerical scale every half inch, and the unit of the scale is a drop.
This is a container specially used to measure night light wine. The test is extremely accurate and never misses a beat.
As Ye Ming wine was poured into it drop by drop, the liquid level in the container continued to rise, and soon reached the two hundred mark.
And there is a lot of luminous wine in the horns!
At this time, the city lord and others had already rushed over, looking at the scene at this moment, and they all stared at Yeyu Pavilion with some dissatisfaction.
Who does he think Xia Qingchen is?
How could Xia Qingchen, the majestic God of War, covet a little spiritual liquid?
After all, the Ye family thinks so highly of themselves that they regard everyone in the world as beggars who covet the Ye family.
After a while, the last drop of Luming wine was poured into the container, just reaching the mark of two hundred and forty, not one drop more, not less, just right.
Xia Qingchen's cold eyes shone like stars: "How many drops are missing?"
In the Ye Yu Pavilion, it was difficult to get off the tiger in front of everyone. Xia Qingchen had never experienced this before. He was trying to judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
"You haven't drunk it, but I don't believe it when you say I haven't touched it." Ye Yuting picked up the empty horn and said, "This is the horn of the Tianshan snow cow. Anyone who touches it will leave marks on it."
fingerprint."
"Since you said you haven't touched it, then there should only be my nephew's and my fingerprints on it. If there is a third person, it can only be you!" Ye Yuting also wanted to find a reason to step down when he was looking for trouble.
The Lord of Tiannan City came out to smooth things over: "Master Ye, since there has been no loss of Ye Ming Wine, let's forget about this matter."
The rest of the people advised each other: "Yes, Mr. Xia is definitely not someone who covets Ye Ming's wine. Please give me some advice from Mr. Ye."
hehe!
Ye Yuting glanced at them coldly. The implication was that he, Ye Yuting, was wronging Xia Qingchen?
Then he needs to test it even more!
"Stop talking nonsense! Since you defrauded Ye Ming Wine, you must have touched the wine glass and studied it carefully after you got it," Ye Yuting said.
Xia Qingchen crossed his arms in front of his chest: "What if there is no contact?"
He doesn't want endless accusations.
"If not, then I have wrongly blamed you, but the possibility is very slim." Ye Yuting really didn't believe that someone would be indifferent to a glass of peerless Ye Ming wine in front of them, and would not even touch it.
As he spoke, a trace of moon power surged out of Ye Yuting's palm and penetrated into the horns.
Immediately, the inside of the horn emitted a clear moon-like light, making the inside and outside of the horn transparent like luminous jade, and several fingerprints were clearly visible.
Tiannan City Lord and others gathered their gazes and carefully identified the fingerprints on it. They found that although there were many fingerprints, they all belonged to two people. They presumably touched Ye Yu Pavilion and Ye Mo Qiong at the horns, and there were no fingerprints from a third person.
At this moment, Ye Yuting really couldn't get off the stage. He held the wine glass and looked at it reluctantly, as if he must see a fingerprint.