Half of the imperial city was enveloped by the aroma of the wine. It was an extremely strong and bewitching aroma. With a wavelike motion, it silently spread out in a grand manner.
Somewhere close to the alleyway, both Ni Yan and Ye Ziling took a deep breath and their faces became bright red. When they turned toward each other, they saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.
"How could this wine be so fragrant?" Ni Yan muttered as she sped up and headed straight toward the location of the aroma's source.
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Inside a luxurious inn within the imperial city, the Thirteen Bandits of Mozhou were merrily toasting each other. As they continued to drink away, their laughters incessantly resounded within the inn.
The interior of the inn was bustling with activity and was overflowing with the fragrance of food and wine.
Suddenly, an invisible wave, accompanied with an indescribable aroma, surged past the inn.
Clatter!
