Xuanyuan Cheng, Tang Ximen, and Su Qianyun all downed their cups at An Lin's behest.
The immortal wine was extremely pleasant on the tongue, and this entire sect was filled with trustworthy friends.
As such, everyone could drink to their hearts' content with no reservations.
"Classmate An Lin, I propose a toast as thanks to your contributions to the sect!" Xuanyuan Cheng filled An Lin's cup before filling his own.
He waved a hand through the air, and the image of a yin-yang symbol appeared on the surface of the wine. Wait, no, this was the image of a yin-yang nuclear missile.
That's right, the yin and yang halves bore an uncanny resemblance to two nuclear missiles!
After the energy dissipated, Xuanyuan Cheng passed a cup to An Lin as a warm smile appeared on An Lin's face. "Let's both down this in one go!"
"Are you mixing your domain with the wine?"
