As the night progressed, the air started turning colder. But the atmosphere of the open courtyard was filled with warmth as everyone prepared to start the game.
Wen Zhe Yuan distributed the wine jars and Xiang Ling noticed that the men had brought more than enough wine. Each person got a full jar of wine and there were still several left to savor later. After pouring herself a cup, she suggested, "Let's toast before we begin the game."
All six of them emptied their cups before refilling them. The more she drank, the more she savored the wine. "What kind of wine is this? Where did you find it?" she asked, already considering purchasing some for herself. Being ten thousand years old, she had tasted several types of wine. It was a wonder that there was still a wine that could impress her tastebuds.
