The message spread far and wide: the estate would soon display an exceedingly rare fine wine called Golden Blood Wine. This wine was guaranteed to be something almost no ordinary person had ever seen, with an unimaginable flavor. Wine lovers from all sides were welcome to come and view it.
Zhao Fu did not use the previous name, Sacred Blood Wine. The moment people heard the words "sacred blood," they would undoubtedly be shocked. Though the news might spread widely, this concerned the legendary sacred blood and would surely draw all manner of powerful experts here.
That would be exceedingly dangerous. Zhao Fu was not so foolish, especially when so many powerful experts were currently searching for his whereabouts.
Because Zhao Fu had already held a wine gathering a few days ago, where everyone had tasted all kinds of precious wines, they trusted him greatly.
Hearing that he was displaying the rare Golden Blood Wine, a wine they had never even heard of before, they could not help but feel curious. Since Zhao Fu described it as so rare, it had to be extraordinarily valuable, and they once again came to Zhao Fu's estate.
In the open space before the room stood a small stone platform. A jade bottle rested upon it, already opened, and an otherworldly fragrance of wine drifted outward, making people feel as though they were about to sink into it.
When everyone arrived and smelled that fragrance, they could not help revealing longing expressions. They felt that they would pay any price for even a sip of such wine.
Just as Zhao Fu had said, they had truly never seen this wine before. Judging by its fragrance alone, it had to be the most precious famous wine in the world.
Some merely stood there, gently inhaling