The Strongest War God

“Braydon, why aren’t you drinking?” Joseph asked suspiciously.

“I have an alcohol prohibition!” Braydon gave a rare explanation.

Usually, Braydon probably would not even bother to reply if he was not in the right mood.

“It’s fine, it’s the same for the drinks!” Joseph said casually.

“Since we’re here for a drink, why don’t we get drunk then?” Zane Smith who was next to him said in an unkindly tone.

Zaester Larson jeered, “That’s right. It’s Xana’s birthday today and you’re not showing her any respect if you don’t drink!”

The two of them chimed in one after the other, putting Braydon in a tough spot.

“Don’t you two stir up trouble!” Joseph said as he frowned.

“I’ll drink for him!” Heather said.

As a result, there was a wave of jeering. They sighed and felt that Braydon was too useless.

No man should be so cowardly!

Braydon’s left hand moved slightly and held Heather’s cold little hand, stopping her from drinking.

Heather rolled her eyes. “It’s fine. I’ll just drink on your behalf. It’s Xana’s birthday today!”

“Braydon, are you still a man?” Zaester looked at Braydon contemptuously.

Heather wrinkled her nose slightly. “Shut up, this is none of your business. You’d better not provoke him!”

“Pfft, Heather, don’t try to scare me. He’s just an outcast of the Neal family and is equivalent to a stray dog that was driven out of the family!”

Zaester’s tone was disdainful.

Before Heather came, they had discussed about Braydon and knew about his background. Luckily, he was the future son-in-law of the Sage family. Otherwise, they would not have allowed Braydon to come to this party today!

This was because Braydon was not qualified to them!

Joseph was furious. “Zaester, if you want to cause trouble, I’ll play along with you. If you don’t dare to do so, then just shut up and drink. It’s my sister’s birthday today. I’ll beat up whoever dares to make trouble!”

Joseph was the devil king of Preston City so he was not someone to be trifled with.

This guy was a man of his word and had a lawless personality. Many of those from the younger generation of the seven noble families did not dare to provoke him.

Braydon sat quietly as he held Heather’s hand without letting go. After that, he gently took the glass of whiskey.

“What are you doing?” Heather asked.

Everyone looked at Braydon and was stunned.

Braydon smiled slightly. “I’ve never let a girl drink on my behalf before in my whole life. Since I promised to protect you for the rest of your life in front of grandma, how could I dare to break my promise?”

“Nauseating!” Xana felt jealous.

Heather felt an inexplicable sweetness in her heart and said helplessly, “Don’t you have an alcohol prohibition?”

The promise and the ban were contradictory. Braydon used facts to tell Heather what he chose.

Rules were dead, but people were alive.

Braydon was not so pedantic and he raised his glass and drank it all in one go.

Joseph laughed heartily. “Haha, Braydon, your alcohol tolerance is not bad. Since we’ve already made an exception, let’s have another toast!”

“Alright!”

Braydon was in the bar and was inexplicably infected by the atmosphere here.

In the northern desert, Braydon had never been to a bar since he was young.

Moreover, in the Northern Territory, the dignified Northern King Braydon was the commander of the northern army. Who dared to slam the table and drink in front of the commander?

Braydon finished his drink in one gulp.

Joseph smiled brightly and said, “Come on, let’s continue drinking. Let’s go to the disco. I like drinking!”

“You didn’t call me when you were drinking!”

Not far away, a young man in a camouflage suit walked over. He had a crew cut and combat boots which made his movement look as swift as the wind. He headed to the table directly.

“Freddie, why didn’t you say anything when you came back?” Joseph laughed.

“It’s Xana’s birthday, so of course I have to come and celebrate it!” Freddie changed to a bigger wine glass and drank everything in one go.

Xana and Heather held hands and went to the dance floor.

At the large gathering, dozens of people were looking for people they could get along with to drink and chat.

Joseph said enthusiastically, “Freddie, let me make the introduction. This is Braydon Neal, you should have heard of him!”

“I’ve heard of him. Come, let’s drink first!”

Freddie grabbed the large wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

“Drink less if you have internal injuries!” Braydon smiled lightly.

“Eh? You even know medicine?!” Freddie was a little surprised.

“I know a little!” Braydon put his glass down.

“What happened, Freddie?” Joseph was a little surprised.

One should know that Freddie was one of the six young martial arts practitioners in the younger generation in Preston City.

With his strength, he was on par with the older generation of martial arts practitioners. How could he have suffered internal injuries?

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Freddie, who was a rough person, said in a bad mood, “Don’t mention it. I’ll get angry at the mention of it. Don’t I belong to the special operations brigade in Preston Frontier Corps?”

“I know, you’re also the squadron leader!” Joseph listened curiously.

Freddie said angrily, “In order to prepare for the special combat exercise in the Central Plains District, my Captain invited a demon from somewhere. Damn it, I couldn’t even take ten moves from him!”

“Warrior level?” Joseph was really surprised.

Freddie nodded solemnly. He noticed that Braydon was here and did not want to talk about it anymore, so he changed the topic and said, “Forget it, let’s drink!”

“The person who injured you shouldn’t have reached the warrior level. Otherwise, your injuries wouldn’t be so light!” Braydon chatted.

This shocked Freddie.

Braydon could guess the strength of the person who had injured him simply by looking at him.

Wasn’t this a little too bizarre?

“Braydon, you’re also a martial arts practitioner?” Joseph was surprised.

“I guess so, similar to you guys!” Braydon was very modest.

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The result stunned Joseph. Freddie and himself were both martial arts practitioners, and they were part of the six major martial arts practitioners among the younger generation in Preston City.

In the end, Braydon said that he was about the same as them.

Was he also a martial arts practitioner?

Yue Feng laughed heartily. “I’m sorry, I’ve been disrespectful. I was wrong just now and thought that you didn’t know ancient martial arts. However, I’ve heard that there is a potential to listen and feel in medicine but Braydon, you can tell that person’s strength just by looking at me?”

Braydon was about to answer when he glanced at the dance floor.

Heather was beautiful, with a slim figure and an extraordinary temperament and couple Xana, the two girls naturally attracted the attention of the other people on the dance floor.

A handsome young man leaned over with two cocktails in his hands and smiled gently. “Two beauties, how about a dance?”

“No thanks!” Su Qinghe rejected him without hesitation.

Xana’s face was slightly red, and the alcohol was starting to kick in. She took the two cocktails and handed one to Heather as she smiled and said, “We can drink but we can’t dance! Cheers!”

Heather clinked her glass with hers and she was not on guard, so her cherry lips had already touched the wine glass.

A cold smile appeared on the handsome young man’s face.

At this moment, Braydon quietly came to the side and easily took the wine glasses from the two girls.

Joseph and Freddie looked at each other in shock. “What fast speed!”

“This speed should be at the warrior level, right?” Freddie was not sure.

The three of them were originally chatting, but they had separated by at least thirty meters in the end and Braydon seemed to have arrived there in an instant.

This speed was a little terrifying!

Xana shouted coquettishly on the dance floor, “Braydon, give me back my drink!”

“You’re causing trouble again!” Heather rolled her eyes.

“Brother, you’ve crossed the line!” The handsome young man’s eyes turned cold.

Slap!

Braydon did not even turn his head. He slapped the young man and sent him flying.

Instantly, the men and women on the dance floor around him were frightened and quickly dodged to the side.

“Braydon, what’s wrong?” Freddie strode over.

Braydon handed the two cocktails to Joseph.

Joseph understood immediately. He sniffed the cocktails with the tip of his nose, and his expression turned frighteningly gloomy. “There’s something mixed in the wine which is most likely an aphrodisiac!”

“Brat, I think you’re sick of living!”

Freddie’s eyes were filled with a murderous intent.