Ruan Muhuan smelled the fragrance of the wine and picked up the delicate cup.
Taking a sip, the cool and refreshing taste slowly moisturized her throat, leaving a faint sweetness of fruit, reminiscent of autumn peaches.
"Peach wine?" Ruan Muhuan asked.
"On the journey, I encountered some Monkey Demons. After dealing with them all in one go, I acquired this peach wine. How's the flavor?" Wu Hen said.
Is it sweet?
Is it as sweet as a first love?
"Average," Ruan Muhuan commented indifferently. "You have a deep understanding of the Demon Clan?"
