The Immortal Realm, Immortal Emperor Palace.
The Immortal Emperor sat at the table and drank a small cup of wine. Then, he exhaled and his face was a little rosy.
"Sure enough, Lu Changsheng is right. When you drink, you have to abandon all your cultivation and act like a mortal. But then again, his wine is really not bad… I'm almost finished. I'll ask him for more when the time comes."
However, when he thought about how he could not find where he was at all, there was no trace at all!
The Immortal Emperor's head could not help but hurt.
No one could make him as helpless as Lu Changsheng.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked in with a smile.
"I smelled the fragrance of wine before I entered. I specially came to ask the Immortal Emperor for a cup of wine."
