Yao Ruoxian looked through the prices listed on the jade archive again and again. He couldn't believe what Miao Yi had told him, that the price of a single pot of wine was worth 1,500,000 crystals. If that were true, the prices of these wines were quite startling indeed.
With all the wine he'd been drinking all these years, Yao Ruoxian almost broke out in a cold sweat from the thought of the total price. Realizing that he had been too wasteful, he felt an unbearably sharp pang in his heart.
He was partly distraught by the fact that he'd drunk so much money away. But what was most distressful wasn't just that. He drank all that fine wine without a care in the world as if they were plain water. It would have been fine if he'd swallowed them all up into his stomach. Yet, he'd carelessly chugged them away, and let them drip down the sides of his mouth as he did so.
