Hearing this, not only did Lord Qingyan and Qing Yuanzi exchange a bitter smile, but Han Li also felt a twitch at the corner of his eye, his heart filled with shock.
"I'm here to discuss some matters with you. Let's sit down below first. Jin Yan, your Azure Spirit Wine is pretty good, bring seven or eight jugs for the old man." The elder's eyes turned slightly as he spoke nonchalantly.
"Seven or eight jugs! Brother Void Spirit, you must be joking. That Azure Spirit Wine takes three hundred years to brew just one jug, and with the materials hard to find, I only have three or four jugs in total. How can I offer you seven or eight jugs to drink to your heart's content!" Upon hearing this, Lord Jin Yan's muscles twitched, feeling quite helpless.
"Haha, three or four jugs will do. It's enough for the old man to drink a few cups," the elder laughed heartily.
