This pot of Grand Void Spirit Wine had been given to him by Shi Yue back then. It was no exaggeration to call it a peerless vintage. He believed that no Drunkard could possibly dislike Grand Void Spirit Wine.
"Yes, Commander Zhou." Xie Chong accepted the order and left.
A quarter of an hour later, Xie Chong contacted Zhou Zhenyu. "Commander Zhou, it worked. The moment he heard the name Grand Void Spirit Wine, he agreed to meet. We're at Immortal Cloud Tower."
"Good. I'll be right there." Zhou Zhenyu beamed, put away the Transmission Mirror, and left.
Immortal Cloud Tower, a private room on the third floor.
A ragged man stared longingly at the Golden Wine Pot in Xie Chong's hand. His hair hung loose and unkempt, and he looked rather disheveled.
Honestly, if not for sensing the man's aura, Xie Chong would never have believed he was a Spirit Transformation cultivator. For a high-ranking cultivator, he was not only careless about his appearance, but also spent his days drowning himself in wine, with no interest in cultivation.
Xie Chong gathered intelligence, but left the specific tasks to his subordinates. Even so, he still spent plenty of time cultivating.
The Drunkard had no name. Everyone outside called him the Drunkard.
"Fellow Daoist, give me that spirit wine first! Just one sip." The man mimed swallowing and gazed longingly at Xie Chong.
Xie Chong shook his head. "Sorry, not until Commander Zhou arrives. Otherwise, I won't be able to account for it. I hope you understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhenyu pushed open the door and entered.
"Haha, sorry to keep you waiting, fellow Daoist." Zhou Zhenyu spoke heartily as he looked at the man's back.
The man turned to look at Zhou Zhenyu, his eyes wide