The middle-aged man stood awkwardly in place, seemingly with no immediate intention to leave. Yao Xun immediately sensed this and slightly turned his head, saying, "Is there something else?"
The middle-aged man, somewhat uneasy, said, "My master is very curious about the senior's wine and hopes that you could..."
Upon hearing this, a slight ease appeared on Yao Xun's face. He turned his head and smiled at Zuo Feng before slowly saying, "Your master also wants to taste this wine? Well, I had planned to give him some to try anyway."
Saying this, Yao Xun took an empty wine jug from the wooden box, and then used a long ladle to scoop some from the urn. Zuo Feng estimated it was at most half-filled before Yao Xun stopped, sealed the bottle, and handed it over. The middle-aged man was overjoyed, but immediately noticed that the jug was much lighter than expected, and his smile froze.
