Unfortunately for the elder, his opponent was Zhang Lie.

The elder looked at Zhang Lie serenely. "In order to process those vats into actual alcohol, you'll need the secret technique of our clan."

Zhang Lie had no intention of letting this old man rip him off. "It's not a problem for me to make that trip, but I want the recipe that's been passed down within your clan."

Amu slammed a foot on the floor. "That's the basis of our clan's strength!"

The elder glanced at Zhang Lie meaningfully. "This lad's strong enough to take it by force if he wanted to, anyway."

Zhang Lie glanced at the elder in surprise.

It was likely that he had guessed that Zhang Lie had access to some form of mental compulsion. After all, Zhang Lie didn't put the elder under...