Ye QingChen had long been at a loss of words from shock. Drinking the second glass, the fine and exquisite wine slid down his throat and into his stomach. Ye QingChen closed his eyes, unwilling to open them even after a long time. He then said with a dreamy tone, "This wine indeed lives up to its name of ‘Luna’. The smell of the wine is so pure and noble, percolating the soul of a person after drinking it. Closing my eyes, I can feel as though my body is light and floating, as though I am in the Moon Palace! My dear brother, you have gotten this brother into trouble!"
Ye QingChen sighed in his heart as a drop of tear fell from the corner of his eyes, "After drinking this wine, can there be any more wine in the world worth drinking?"
