Half a month later, in Clear Water City, Luo Hong had just returned to his cave abode. After checking all the restrictions and confirming that no one had broken in, Shang Zheng and Bai Yuan arrived together.
"Please come in, both seniors. I happened upon some minor opportunities during this trip and brewed several jars of spirit wine.
"You two have come at just the right time. You must give it a proper taste!"
Luo Hong was not at all surprised by their arrival. He immediately invited them into the cave abode and took out several pots of spirit wine to entertain them.
Shang Zheng and Bai Yuan were likewise in no hurry to explain their purpose. They raised their cups together and took a sip, their eyes lighting up in unspoken accord.
"Young Friend Luo, this spirit wine of yours is brewed exceptionally well. Other than its flavor being somewhat inferior to Old Ghost Ma's Water Cloud Jade Nectar, it is not lacking in any other respect!"
After blurting out his praise, Shang Zheng could not help taking two more sips.
"Haha, Brother Shang, that is not right. This wine has a flavor that makes one feel exhilarated. Compared to Water Cloud Jade Nectar, each has its own strengths—how can you call it inferior?
"Mm, this is the spirit wine men like us ought to drink!"
As Bai Yuan spoke, he drained the spirit wine in his cup in one gulp, making no attempt to hide his fondness for it.
"Since both seniors like it so much, take a jar each when you leave!"
Hearing this, Luo Hong casually waved his hand. Two one-foot-tall Five-Colored jade jars flew respectively toward Shang Zheng and Bai Yuan.
"Hehe, such fine wine is indeed rare. Then Shang will accept it without ceremony!"