The old man had already poured two cups of wine in front of them. The cups were tiny, similar to the small liquor cups on Earth. The fragrance Ye Luo had smelled upon entering came from them. "Come, have a drink first. There's nothing you can't get through. As a leader, you can't let your emotions show on your face, because the emotions you reveal will directly affect everyone around you..."
Although Farol's voice was soft, it startled Ye Luo.
Ye Luo suddenly remembered the human guards in the imperial palace who had become nervous and fearful on his way here.
Ye Luo picked up the cup and drained it in one gulp!
The fragrant liquid had a peculiar taste. It was like fruit juice, without the slightest fermented flavor. Instead, it carried a hazy aroma. The moment it entered his throat, it turned into a stream of liquid that nourished Ye Luo's body.
In an instant, all one hundred and eight thousand pores across Ye Luo's body opened at once, leaving him incomparably refreshed.
"How is it? Feeling better now?" The old man looked at Ye Luo with a strange grin.
Ye Luo rolled his eyes at him. "Thanks."
The old man shook his head, his face full of teasing. "We're friends. Giving advice to a friend is what I should do. Saying thanks is far too vulgar..."
Ye Luo chuckled. "Old man, I'm not thanking you for your advice just now..."
"Then what are you thanking me for?" The old man froze for a moment.
"For your good wine..." Ye Luo moved his right hand, and the wine bottle on the table immediately vanished.
"Hey, I went to great lengths to extort that! There was only one bottle!" The old man's eyes instantly widened into perfect circles.
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