The four men were wild with joy.
They never expected that accompanying Quinn Ye for a drinking session would actually result in such a gift.
This was simply a massive profit.
"This Drunken Fist is actually this profound and mysterious!"
"Indeed! It is completely different from any martial art I have ever come into contact with before!"
"Untraceable, entirely devoid of any set pattern, flowing however the heart desires, making it impossible for anyone to counter its moves!"
"This... Could this be that it has already touched upon the realm of 'no form beats having a form'?"
...
All four of them were completely shocked by the Drunken Fist.
Because this was a martial art they had never encountered before.
It was full of novelty.
Furthermore, it was evident that this Drunken Fist was a martial art of an extremely high caliber.
Reaching the realm of winning without moves.
For a moment, all four of them felt unparalleled admiration for Quinn Ye.
In their minds, only an unfathomably deep transcendent expert like Quinn Ye could possibly create a world-shocking martial art like the Drunken Fist.
The four men stood up in unison and bowed deeply to Quinn.
"Many thanks, Young Master Quinn!"
The four of them said in unison.
Quinn was somewhat startled.
Didn't I just treat them to a round of drinks?
Why is everyone being so overly polite?
"You guys being this polite is making me a bit embarrassed," Quinn smiled shyly.
The four of them looked at each other and immediately understood what Quinn meant.
He wants the four of us to keep quiet about this.
An expert always acts with such a low profile.
The four of them praised him inwardly.
"Young Master Quinn, it is time for us to take our leave," Dominic Su said.
Quinn nodded, and suddenly he remembered something.
He brought out four jars of wine from inside the house.
"Take these back with you to drink."
The four men were overwhelmed by the unexpected favor and hurriedly waved their hands.
"No, no, no, we cannot accept this."
"Indeed, this wine is far too precious; we truly cannot accept it!"
In the eyes of the four, this wine was definitely extraordinary.
It was absolutely a peerless fine vintage.
They didn't dare to accept such precious, fine wine.
"What's so precious about it? I can brew dozens of jars a year. Just take it and drink it," Quinn said with a look of not caring at all.
The four of them were a bit dumbfounded.
Such fine wine? He can brew dozens of jars a year?
"If that's the case, then many thanks to Young Master Quinn."
"Many thanks!"
"Next time, we will definitely bring heavy gifts when we come to visit Young Master Quinn."
...
The four men left, hugging their wine jars.
After watching the four of them leave, Quinn tidied up his courtyard a bit.
Then he began expanding the yard.
He busied himself for most of the day.
The courtyard expansion was finally completed.
He had even enclosed the previous watermelon patch within his yard.
"I'm exhausted."
Quinn wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat on a chair to rest.
Right at that moment, a silhouette descended from the sky.
"Young Master Quinn."
The newcomer bowed respectfully to Quinn.
Quinn immediately stood up.
"Master Cosmo!"
The newcomer was none other than Cosmo Shen.
Cosmo had previously personally escorted Sia Xiao and Finn Guo to Northern River, protecting them along the way and ensuring the two arrived safely.
Since he had delivered the people, Cosmo naturally had to return to Cloud-Drifting Mountain to inform Quinn.
"Young Master Quinn, my disciple and your esteemed disciple have already arrived in Northern River and are currently residing with the Xiao Clan."
"He also asked this old man to bring a message to you, telling you not to worry, and that he will live well in Northern River," Cosmo said.
Quinn nodded.
As long as he arrived safely, that's good.
"Thank you for your hard work along the way, Master Cosmo," Quinn said.
Cosmo smiled. "It was no trouble, merely an escort along the way, nothing worth mentioning."
Quinn felt a sense of emotion in his heart.
His disciple had finally arrived safely in Northern River.
As for the calamity the old blind fortuneteller had spoken of, he wondered if Finn Guo would be able to safely overcome it now?
He had no bottom line in his heart.
After all, he wasn't sure if the "journey north" the old blind man mentioned actually referred to the land of Northern River.
If it didn't...
Then that would be terrible.
"Young Master Quinn, this old man will take his leave now."
Cosmo was about to depart.
"Wait a moment, Master Cosmo."
Quinn suddenly called out to stop him.
Cosmo froze. "Does Young Master Quinn have any other instructions?"
Quinn looked a bit embarrassed.
"Um, Master Cosmo, do you have any contact information?"
Contact information?
Cosmo was somewhat confused.
"Uh, I mean, if I want to contact you, is there any method?" Quinn explained.
Hearing this, Cosmo understood.
So that's how it is.
Immediately, a thought stirred in Cosmo's mind.
Could it be that Senior Quinn intends to entrust me with important tasks?
This is a great thing.
To be appreciated and entrusted by such an expert is an opportunity one couldn't even beg for.
In the future, I will definitely be able to draw even closer to him.
"Young Master Quinn, this is a Transmission Jade Slip. As long as you inject a sliver of spiritual energy into it, this old man will be able to converse with you."
Cosmo took out a green jade slip.
Quinn took the jade slip, a look of awkwardness on his face.
"Master Cosmo, I don't have any spiritual energy."
Cosmo: "..."
Quinn: "..."
Cosmo was completely utterly convinced.
This Senior Quinn truly has completely treated himself as a mortal.
He is constantly reminding himself at every moment that he is a mortal right now, not a cultivator.
No spiritual energy!
Cosmo felt somewhat ashamed.
He had subconsciously taken out the Transmission Jade Slip because, in his subconscious, he still believed Quinn was a transcendent expert.
But he had never expected Quinn to be so deeply immersed in his mortal identity.
If he didn't already know that Quinn was unfathomably deep, Cosmo would truly begin to suspect if Quinn really was just a mortal.
"It was this old man's negligence."
Cosmo put away the Transmission Jade Slip.
He then took out a command flag from his storage bag.
"Young Master Quinn, this command flag was personally crafted by this old man. As long as you wave this command flag seven times in a row, this old man will be able to know your location and communicate with you across space."
Quinn curiously took the command flag.
"Why wave it seven times?"
"Uh, because only by waving it seven times will the array formation on the command flag be activated."
"What if I wave it two extra times?"
"It will still activate all the same."
"Are there any requirements for how hard I wave it?"
"Moderate force is fine..."
"Should I wave it with my left hand or my right hand?"
"E-either one is fine!"
"Will this command flag ever fail to work?"
"As long as it isn't damaged, it won't."
Quinn asked a whole barrage of questions.
It wasn't until he completely understood the method of using this command flag that he finally felt at ease.
Cosmo's face turned green from all the questioning.
He kept telling himself in his heart: This is a senior expert; I cannot get angry, I cannot get mad.
I must cooperate well.
Whatever he asks, I will answer.
"Does Young Master Quinn have any other doubts?" Cosmo asked with a dry, forced smile.
"No more, no more."
Quinn waved his hand.
"Then this old man will take his leave first."
"Mm, see you."
Cosmo left.
Quinn pocketed the command flag.
Just as he was about to turn around and go back inside, he saw someone running up the mountain path, panting heavily.
"Young Master Quinn!"
Quinn focused his eyes and took a look.
It was actually Hunter Huang.
Hunter looked like he was exhausted enough to choke.
After all, he wasn't a cultivator; coming from the foot of the mountain to the summit required a massive expenditure of physical stamina.
"Brother Huang, why did you come?"
Quinn was somewhat surprised.
"I saw you being taken away earlier, and I didn't know if you had come back yet, so I made a special trip to come see you," Hunter panted.
Quinn smiled.
"I'm fine, I came back yesterday."
"That's good..."
Suddenly, Hunter Huang rolled his eyes back, and then with a thump, he collapsed onto the ground.