The scrawny old man didn't explain and just took out a jade slip and threw it to Ye Mo. Ye Mo's spirit sense scanned in. It was indeed the recipe for the wine. There were all sorts of wines inside, including Duniang's wine.
"It seems you're very good at making wine." Ye Mo put away the jade slip while his killing intent slowly dissipated. His tone was scornful.
"You have a share of Duniang's hotel?" The old woman looked at the scrawny old man in surprise.
Ye Mo glanced at the old woman. "Little Mud has given the road toll - where's yours? I don't see it."
The scrawny old man got angry. "Ye Mo, I gave you the recipe for the wine and didn't ask for the Emperor Wood Blue Fruit, what else do you want? I was just showing some respect to you on behalf of the both of us, since when did it become road toll?"
