"The wine of Immortal Lin must be supplied to the Ethereal Immortal Palace! No one else should even think of taking it!"
Ji Shuxuan reacted half a beat too late and felt so annoyed that he wanted to cough up blood.
With a thundering lion's roar, the winery quieted down. Everyone's legs went weak from the fright of his shout, and they dared not make any more noise.
"This Immortal's wine follows the high quality route and does not cooperate with any trading companies."
Lin Qingluo smiled brightly, loudly announcing: "Moreover, it is limited in supply, only selling a thousand jars daily, with one jar allocated to each person per purchase and no additional buying allowed. The price of a jar of Spiritual Wine varies depending on the years it was stored in the cellar, but the lowest selling price will not be less than a hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones per jar."
"Hiss."
When the price of a hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones was announced, the room was filled with gasps.
