"Good wine. It's much better than the wine in the third dimension!" Mu Xuan praised as he drank a cup of yellow millet wine. It was as if everything in the past appeared in his mind, making him reminisce.
Ever since he reached the late-stage Dao Fruit realm, Mu Xuan gave himself a few days off. As the saying went, work and rest should be balanced. It was not a good thing to be tense.
In the 36 years of his secluded cultivation, Dongyuan City remained calm and eternal.
Suddenly, Mu Xuan opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man sitting opposite him. He was holding a feather fan and wearing a silk scarf. He was dressed like a scholar. He was looking at Mu Xuan with a smile of approval, making Mu Xuan frown.
"Sir, you are…?" Mu Xuan asked.
The middle-aged scholar chuckled and said, "I'm Wei Hen, the HR manager of Tianwei Group. I heard that your talent is extraordinary. Now that I've seen you today, you're indeed outstanding!"
