The quality of Li Lingyin's fine brew, needless to say.
The lid is only slightly opened, and the vinous aroma that invades the heart and spleen overflows.
The patrons of this pub, though not as inseparable from wine as Li Lingyin, are basically no different—all are fond of a drink.
When the rich aroma of wine spread around, the bustling tavern instantly quieted down.
Everyone in the room was a cultivator.
There were many individuals of Venerable caliber.
Identifying the origin of a scent was something they could easily do.
In no time, all eyes were drawn over.
The Taoist Lone Man was indeed an old tippler.
Once he smelled the fine wine aroma, his eyes lit up.
This...
What kind of divine wine is this!?
Just the fragrance of the wine alone could easily stir the appetite of this old tippler!?
At this moment, smelling the aroma of the wine, he felt the same temptation as facing a nubile girl skilled in teasing, his heart itching and losing all self-control.
