"This..."
Shen Wanshan looked somewhat embarrassedly at Wu Junyi and others behind him.
"Brother Zhao, these fruits can quench thirst just the same. Today we are here for serious matters. Why bother drinking spiritual wine?"
"Moreover..."
Shen Wanshan hesitated, then lowered his voice, "We have already consumed fifty billion worth of goods from Young Master Wu. To order more... it wouldn't be right!"
"We've just arrived and haven't contributed anything significant. If we really want to drink, shouldn't we wait until after we've killed that despicable dog Ye Xiao?"
The least powerful people present were of Heavenly Venerate rank, and no matter how low Shen Wanshan's voice was, unless he used a soundproof technique, it couldn't escape the ears of those present.
Wu Junyi's expression turned awkward.
