You Have to Compensate

"Hmm?"

"This wine is quite enticing!"

Zhao Gu's eyes flickered with surprise.

He never expected that after wandering around this godforsaken place for so long, finding nothing of value, he would stumble upon such an intoxicating aroma of wine.

It was truly an unexpected treasure!

He quickened his pace, heading swiftly in the direction of the wine's fragrance.

On the Gobi Desert.

Dog and the others had found a new wine jar and were already hard at work.

Without hesitation, Milk picked up Yi Feng's wine jar and began pouring.

"Ah, careful! Don't spill a single drop!"

Inside the jar, Lu Benwei's skull opened its jaws, shouting through the glass.

"If you waste even a drop of the wine the master brewed, he'll skin us alive! You know how stingy he is—he'll turn us to ashes!"

"Alright, alright, we get it!"

Milk and the others shivered and nodded quickly.

With utmost care, they began to pour the wine.

Meanwhile, in the air above.

The uninvited guest, Zhao Gu, had arrived, his cold gaze fixed on Dog and the others on the Gobi Desert.

"A dog, a centipede, a bear, and a spirit—what a bizarre group of three beasts and one spirit."

Zhao Gu sneered as he observed them.

"But that wine... it smells divine!"

"And it looks like it's brewed with a human skull? How intriguing. I like it."

With that thought, Zhao Gu's aura subtly leaked out, and he raised his head arrogantly.

"Hey, you lot! Bring that wine jar over here."

He commanded in a domineering tone.

He was certain that this ragtag group of beasts and spirit would obediently hand over the wine once they sensed his overwhelming presence.

Milk, who was in the middle of pouring, was startled by the sudden shout. Afraid of spilling even a drop, his hand trembled slightly.

"Who the hell is that idiot?"

He muttered under his breath.

"Don't mind him, just focus on pouring," Dog said nonchalantly, his eyes glued to the stream of wine.

"Lower it a bit! You're pouring too high—it'll spill!" Centipede chimed in.

Not a single one of them spared Zhao Gu a glance.

Zhao Gu was stunned.

Then, rage surged within him.

In this backwater, these lowly creatures not only failed to kneel before him but had the audacity to ignore him entirely.

This was beyond intolerable.

"You're asking for death!"

Zhao Gu waved his hand, and a surge of energy coalesced into a green serpent, its bloody maw wide open as it lunged toward Milk and the others.

The serpent tore through the air, its powerful gale force threatening to engulf them.

Faced with this sudden attack.

Milk and Dog instinctively dodged to the side.

But while they managed to evade the attack, the stream of wine couldn't be stopped in time.

The gale force of the attack caused the wine to tilt, spilling outside the rim of the jar below.

A full half-ounce of wine splashed onto the ground!

At the sight of this.

Milk's eyes widened in horror.

Dog trembled.

Spirit King nearly lost his form.

Centipede even dropped one of his legs in shock.

"Huh?"

Zhao Gu, who had launched the attack, frowned.

Though it was just a casual strike, he hadn't expected these beasts to dodge it so easily.

It was truly unexpected.

But for some reason.

He sensed that something was off.

The air seemed to freeze, thick with tension.

The next moment.

The skull inside the wine jar, Lu Benwei, opened its jaws and roared.

"Damn it!"

"You're dead meat!"

"Half an ounce wasted! If that stingy master finds out, we're done for!"

"Dog, smash him!"

Lu Benwei bellowed furiously.

Before Zhao Gu could react, a shadow loomed over him.

A massive dog paw descended from the sky.

"Smack!"

Zhao Gu was slammed into the ground without any chance to resist.

Lying on the ground, Zhao Gu spat out blood, his eyes wide with disbelief.

How...

How was this possible?

In this godforsaken backwater.

He had been slapped into the ground by a dog?

Rage.

Pure, unbridled rage.

A powerful aura erupted from his body as the energy within his meridians surged.

The clouds above churned.

The ground trembled slightly, and countless rocks and plants were pulverized into dust.

For a moment.

The entire world seemed to shift under his influence.

In his current state, no one could stand in his way.

"I'll make you lowly ants pay for this!"

His icy voice rang out as a devastating attack gathered in his hands.

But before he could act.

Milk suddenly flicked his forehead with a single finger.

In an instant, Zhao Gu's invincible aura vanished.

He was sent flying, crashing to the ground, his head spinning, utterly bewildered.

Before he could recover, a massive rear end descended from above, landing squarely on him.

The impact nearly squeezed his internal organs out of his body.

A giant bear paw then lifted him into the air and tossed him skyward.

Milk's bulky body performed a backflip, delivering a kick that sent Zhao Gu crashing back into the ground.

Dazed and disoriented, Zhao Gu barely had time to react before Centipede burrowed into the ground and dragged him out.

Three hundred legs lashed out, beating him until he was barely recognizable.

Meanwhile, Spirit King launched a mental assault on him.

For half an hour, Zhao Gu was mercilessly pummeled.

By the end, he lay on the ground, his eyes glazed over, foaming at the mouth, muttering weakly...

"Mom... I want to go home..."

Time passed.

Several days later, on the beach of Dark Shadow Island.

Lu Benwei, Dog, and the others sat lazily, watching the sunset.

At their feet were five wooden buckets.

Zhao Gu, now sporting a swollen face and dark circles under his eyes, knelt on the ground, diligently scrubbing their feet.

"You useless piece of trash! You've been scrubbing for two days and you're still not done?"

Night Wind Centipede kicked Zhao Gu, sending him flying.

"Wahhh..."

Zhao Gu wept silently, cursing in his heart.

Boss...

It's not that I'm slow...

It's just that your feet... they never end!

But he dared not voice his complaints. He could only crawl back and continue scrubbing with renewed fervor.

Dog glanced at Lu Benwei, who sat silently wearing sunglasses, and muttered under his breath, "So cool." Then, he spoke up lazily.

"My brother said you owe us for that half-ounce of wine."

"Of course, we're reasonable people. We won't ask for much—just something of equal value. Once you pay up, we'll let you go."

"I'll pay! I'll pay!"

Zhao Gu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, finally seeing a glimmer of hope.

It's just half an ounce of wine!

With his status, his family's treasury was filled with priceless treasures. Surely, he could easily compensate for such a small amount.