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After Lu Zi Nuo finished speaking, the youth's eyes lit up and he stood up, "Let me do it."

But this voice: "I'll do it!" There seemed to be an answer, and yet there was still someone willing to accept the challenge.

The young man looked towards the direction of the voice, his neck shrank back and turned to look at Lu Zi Nuo, but he could only brace himself and go forward.

The person nodded his head slightly: "I am Li Chun, do you dare to ask for my name?"

"Mu …" "Mu An." The boy lowered his head.

When everyone saw that there were two people who had agreed to the fight, they became even more excited. The waiter immediately brought another set of wine and handed it over to the youth.

The two men who called themselves Li Chun and Mu An walked over to the wine vat and poured the wine into them. In the end, they poured out two liters of wine, but their procedures were different.

Li Chun first filled 11 liters of wine, then poured the empty 7 liters of wine into 2 cups of wine. At this time, 4 of the 11 liters of wine were left over 4 of the 7 liters, then emptied the full 7 liters of wine into the empty 7 liters, and once again filled up 4 of the 11 liters into 7 liters of wine, and added it back to full. At this point, 8 of the 2 cups of wine remained, emptied 7 of the 2 cups of wine into 7 cups of wine, and poured 2 of the 11 liters of wine into 2 cups of wine.

But instead of repeating Li Chun's actions, Mu An poured the remaining eleven percent of the wine into the empty seven half cup wine, filled another eleven full spoonfuls, and poured the remaining eleven percent into the remaining twenty-two cup wine. After filling the cup, he emptied the other two spoonfuls of wine into the twenty-two cup wine, poured the remaining eleven percent of the wine into the twenty-two cup wine, filled the other two spoonfuls, and poured the remaining eleven percent into the two cup wine.

As everyone applauded, it was hard to tell who the winner was. The waiter was also troubled as he weakly said, "The standard answer should be this one from Xiao Lang Jun, but I don't know if there are any other ways …"

"How ridiculous! Where in life did one get a standard answer? "Could it be that the wine in Erlang Jun's cup isn't 2 taels?" Lu Zi Nuo stood up and walked over: "However, if we must make a decision, according to the sequence of events, it should also be Mu Lengjun who wins. After all, he is one step too short."

"That might not be the case?" Li Chun retorted: "It's much simpler to repeat the steps, and much simpler. Moreover, since it's the standard answer, it should be considered my victory."

"Is repeating it simple? So what if you have a standard answer? Can you say that what Husband Mu An said was wrong? " Lu Zi Nuo frowned, and raised his tone.

"Of course, a lot of people with unique skills train by constantly repeating movements." Li Chun straightened his back and smiled slightly, "Even though Erlang Jun is not wrong, he went against the standards."

"Humph!" "Obstinate." Lu Zi Nuo gave a cold and disdainful laugh, "If we only follow the rules, then why is there such a bias in this world? If he did not seek to change every day, how could he improve further? Furthermore, even if you keep repeating yourself, are you still the same you were yesterday? "

"You!" Li Chun frowned, there was actually killing intent.

The waiter quickly ran over and said, "Both of you, can you consider it your win?"

After being silent for a moment, Li Chun cupped his fists and said: "I admit defeat, may I know my husband's name?"

"Lu Zi Nuo."

As he turned to leave, Mu An grabbed his wrist. There was an uneasy look in his eyes as he begged, "Lu Lang!"

"Let's go and get some wine. We won't leave until we're drunk." Lu Zi Nuo laughed heartily.

"Child, what do you want to drink?" Li Chun actually spoke and stopped them, which made everyone in the room stunned.

Li Chun also felt that his surroundings were unnatural, so he was a little hesitant. Someone beside him immediately pulled on his sleeves, signalling him not to meddle in other people's business.

Lu Zi Nuo endured his laughter. After taking four jars of wine, he got on the horse carriage that had been parked at the entrance the entire time. Mu An followed suit.

"You know that Li Chun, but why are you afraid of him?" Seeing Mu An getting on the carriage, Lu Zi Nuo asked.

"I know that you've long seen through my daughter's identity. He's my nephew, so I can't go back with him!" Mu An spoke with confidence.

"What are you afraid of him for, being his aunt?"

"Well, that's one or two things."

Lu Zi Nuo no longer spoke, he only threw the wine jar up and caught it.

The curtain of the carriage was raised, and Li Chun's face was revealed. "Meeting is fate.

Lu Zi Nuo pointed to the wine jar and said, "Count you in."

"Then what's the other one?" When Li Chun saw that there were four jars of wine, he asked.

"We'll know when the time comes." Lu Zi Nuo laughed, turned his body, and got into the carriage.

Even though Lu Zi Nuo's eyes were closed, he could still feel Li Chun's probing gaze. This Li Chun and Xiao Yong's gentleness and indifference were completely different, but she could conclude that the two of them, no, this Mu An, were the same type of person. It was a type of elegance that was formed from long time fumes, and it was better than elegance.

Li Chun's entire body was as cold as winter snow, his aura was extremely powerful. Their eyes were long and narrow, dark and narrow. When they didn't smile, they seemed deep and charming. Even when they smiled, their eyes were still cold. It was a coldness that rejected people by miles, and also the pride of ten thousand people.

The Lu Mansion arrived very quickly. It was the sun setting in the west, and the sunlight was struggling to jump over the roof's eaves, wanting to smooth out the traces of Lu Zi Nuo's slight frown on his forehead.

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