"How should I address you, young friend?"
Once the young man in blue sat down opposite him, Chen Lin poured him a cup of wine and raised his own cup as he asked.
"My name is Mo Xian. Thank you for the wine, my lord."
The young man hurriedly raised his cup and drained it.
Seeing this, Chen Lin took a sip as well.
Instantly.
A mysterious sensation arose.
His entire being sank into a peculiar artistic conception, as though he were experiencing countless different lives at once. All manner of insights converged, instantly deepening his understanding of the Dao of Destiny.
At the same time.
His life dan began to tremble, phantom images of Destiny Fish flickering across its surface. It showed signs of breaking through to the next realm.
Chen Lin was astonished.
Such a tiny sip of wine could have this much effect?
Although it could not compare to the Colorful Ore, it was far more effective than an energy cluster from the River of Destiny. No wonder it still cost a Three-Color Nightmare Coin even after the discount.
"Excellent wine."
Chen Lin offered sincere praise.
The young man in blue opposite him, however, seemed unimpressed.
Setting down his cup, he said, "My lord, don't listen to that attendant's exaggerations. This Good Fortune Wine does improve your luck a little, but it cannot possibly influence a letter's contents. Life Letters have no fixed outcome whatsoever. Anyone who claims they can influence their contents is a fraud."
"Thank you for the warning."
Chen Lin nodded.
Without pausing.
He continued, "You seem to know a great deal about Life Letters, Brother Mo. Does your lineage have a long tradition of studying them?"
He had no idea what a Life Letter was, but he could not ask directly.
His earlier