Chapter 505: 505 I did it_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
âHaha! Who would have thought weâd bump into each other on this narrow road of fate!â
Upon seeing Julius Reed, the drunken man showed excitement instead.
âJulius Reed, do you know who this person is?â
Stacy Cook sneered, âThis is Tristan Caldwell from Gonzalez City, the CEO of the group under CEO Carmichaelâs charge. Since heâs one of Carmichaelâs people, why donât you give it a try?â
Tristan Caldwell is the CEO of the Marthew Abernathy Group and has significant influence in Gonzalez City.
Many small families, upon meeting Tristan Caldwell, would respectfully call him Brother Caldwell.
It was only because of his father-in-lawâs connections that Stacy Cook got to know Tristan Caldwell.
Having faced setbacks in Gonzalez City, he fortunately learned that Tristan Caldwell was returning from abroad, passing through Gonzalez City.
So he took the initiative to contact Tristan Caldwell in advance, inviting this influential figure to indulge in some drinks in Gonzalez City and, incidentally, to air his grievances.
And Tristan Caldwell, always concerned about his reputation, upon learning about how Stacy Cook had been bullied, immediately assured him, patting his chest and vowing to take revenge for his âbrotherâ!
âFate has brought enemies on a narrow path.â
Tristan Caldwell burped and looked at Julius Reed with drunken eyes, âKid, youâve got some nerve, having the audacity to offend a brother of mine!â
With three cups of liquor down, Tristan Caldwell was slightly intoxicated.
The him, renowned in Gonzalez City, saw no need for concern coming to the insignificant Gonzalez City.
To put it improperly, this was like using a cleaver to kill a chicken!
âIâm in a good mood today, so get lost!â
Julius Reed didnât even bother to glance at Tristan Caldwell, instead turning his head to look at the view outside the window.
The dark ocean with the occasional ship moving across it was quite poetic.
He truly couldnât be bothered with those jumping clowns from the Cook Family.
If it werenât for Stacy Cookâs connection to his own memories, he would have annihilated the Cook Family without leaving a trace!
Why would he allow these jumping clowns to bounce around in front of him?
The Wolf Cavalry had been dispatched for several days now, and it was estimated that they would bring back accurate intelligence before the yearâs end.
By then, uncovering the secret behind Stacy Cookâs disappearance these past years, he might be able to follow the trail and discover the real identity of that woman.
As his cultivation gradually returned to him, it was clear that some within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance were beginning to realize that their master wasnât dead.
Those who had participated in the rebellion back then would certainly not surrender without a fight!
Therefore, uncovering the secrets of the past as early as possible would enable him to swiftly round up these traitors!
As for the present Tristan Caldwell?
Julius Reed truly felt that this man wasnât worth his fight.
âKid, you really are arrogant! But what I donât understand is, what exactly do you, a mere man from Gonzalez City, have to be so proud of?â
As a man from Gonzalez City, Tristan Caldwell inherently felt a sense of superiority.
He looked down on people from such small places from the bottom of his heart.
Even if someone were the richest person in Gonzalez City, what of it?
A person from a trivial place like this wouldnât even make a splash in Gonzalez City.
âI told you to scram. Didnât you hear me?â
Julius Reed, with his back to Tristan Caldwell, spoke indifferently.
âKid, you are too arrogantâ¦â
Unable to suppress a sneer, Tristan Caldwell thought the fellow really didnât know whether to live or die.
âBrother Caldwell, this is the Northern restaurant, perhaps we shouldnât stir up trouble here.â
Stacy Cook reminded him in a soft voice.
The Northern restaurant was frequented by high-end guests, and the owner was a foreigner.
If a conflict were to start here, it wouldnât really be good for anyone.
âDonât worry! Iâm not causing any trouble, right! Weâre law-abiding citizens!â
The thoroughly intoxicated Tristan Caldwell sat directly opposite Julius Reed and asked with a smile, âBrother, is it so!â
âIs it so.â
Julius Reed replied with a smile.
He had seen people courting death, but never someone as eager to die as this man.
But since someone was apparently itching for death, he didnât mind humoring Tristan Caldwell a bit.
âDrink some?â
Tristan Caldwell snapped his fingers and instructed the waiter, âBring the drinks!â
âRight away, sir!â
In less than half a minute, the waiter arrived with two glasses of red wine in front of Julius Reed and Tristan Caldwell.
âHave a drink with me. If Iâm happy today, I might even let you go.â
Tristan Caldwell swirled the glass of wine in front of him.
He had one hobby, and that was drinking!
He was exceptionally good at it!
The reason he could become the CEO of Marthew Abernathy Group was also because of his drinking capacity.
Ordinary people couldnât outdrink him.
Now, Tristan Caldwell was challenging Julius Reed to drink, confident that the youth in front of him couldnât hold his liquor and hoping to get him drunk and embarrass him!
âThis, is not very interesting.â
Julius Reed glanced at the red wine before him and sized up Tristan Caldwell, âHow about we switch it up? Unless youâre too scared, eh!â
âWhat a joke!â
Already slightly inebriated, Tristan Caldwell frowned and said, âIs there any liquor I dare not drink? Iâm laying it down here today, if I canât outdrink you, Iâll take your surname!â
He often took pride in his drinking capacity, so how could he possibly admit defeat?
Moreover, he believed that the youth before him was just bluffing and had no real skills!
âDonât regret it later!â
After Julius Reed spoke, he shouted to the waiter, âBring me two bottles of âLife Waterâ.â
âDamn! Are you insane?â
Upon hearing this, Tristan Caldwell couldnât help but be taken aback.
âLife Waterâ was vodka, ninety-eight degrees!
It was practically pure alcohol!
One sip would be almost deadly!
âGetting cold feet, or do you want to take my surname?â
Julius Reed asked with a tone of disdain.
âBullshit! Iâm just afraid youâll die here, and Iâll be in trouble!â
Tristan Caldwell, seeing a look of contempt on his opponentâs face, immediately became angry.
How could he lose at something he was proud of?
And he had tried âLife Waterâ before; it was indeed very strong.
But it wasnât as exaggerated as it sounded.
A small sip was still drinkable.
Soon, the waiter brought over the âLife Waterâ to the three of them.
Stacy Cook also sat opposite Julius Reed.
In his mind, this youth seemed to have some sort of connection with the local big shots, but he couldnât quite pinpoint what the relationship was.
Sometimes he couldnât even believe that such a youth could have anything to do with Aron Jackson or Ovidiu Cook.
It was all just a coincidence.
He was just somewhat capable and didnât act according to the rules.
Most importantly, Stacy Cook had come back on a mission and didnât want any complications.
But he really couldnât swallow this resentment!
âJulius Reed, youâre bluffing, right?â
Stacy Cook didnât believe that such a youth could actually handle âLife Waterâ.
But this did make him a bit excited.
What could be more satisfying than making Julius Reed vomit blood?
âYou know, drinking with you is already raising your status!â
Tristan Caldwell opened the âLife Waterâ and looked at Julius Reed in front of him, âOtherwise, a nobody from Gonzalez City like you doesnât deserve to sit at the same table and drink with me!â
âThen I should thank you for the honor.â
Julius Reed said with a smile, even CEO Carmichael had to treat him with respect, it seems that his subordinate was getting a bit unruly!
Or rather, a bit too arrogant.
âWhatâs the drinking method?â
Looking at the âLife Waterâ in his hand, Tristan Caldwell felt a bit wary.
It was indeed fierce!
Such liquor was uncomfortable to drink.
At ninety-eight degrees, it was almost pure alcohol!
âIâll down mine, you can do as you please.â
Julius Reed unscrewed the bottle cap, shook it in his hand, âOf course, if you donât dare, you can put down the glass and get lost.â