Blackheart Elder took the bamboo tube and pulled out the bamboo stopper.
The village chief drew in a deep breath. "How fragrant!"
"This is Monkey Wine! Very hard to come by!" Blackheart Elder introduced it with a smile.
"Daqing! Go bring the wine cups!" When the village chief heard that, his eyes lit up, and he spoke urgently to the middle-aged man standing beside him.
Seeing Ghost King staring at him eagerly, Zhang Xiaofan helplessly took two more small bamboo tubes from the Bamboo Bag and handed them to him and Old Ancestor Fengyue.
After Old Ancestor Fengyue accepted his, he beamed at him with a face full of joy.
Zhang Xiaofan handed another tube to He Dazhi beside him, but He Dazhi refused it.
"We don't know this place. Someone has to stay sober!" He Dazhi smiled and whispered by his ear.
As soon as he said that, Ghost King and Old Ancestor Fengyue both looked at He Dazhi with satisfaction and laughed. Then the two glanced at each other, clinked the bamboo tubes in their hands, and drank in excellent spirits.
"Have I seen you before?" The village chief seemed to have drunk too much. His body swayed a little as he looked at Blackheart Elder and asked curiously.
After hearing this, Blackheart Elder was silent for a long while, then nodded. "You have!"
When the village chief heard that, he slapped his thigh in delight. "I knew it! You looked so familiar! Our Wuyuan Village hasn't had outsiders come by in a very long time!"
"Back then, I was fortunate to receive your care and shelter!" Blackheart Elder raised his wine cup, touched it against the cup before the old man, then drained it in one gulp.
"Drink!" The village chief raised his wine cup and also