Ye Yuan glanced at the jubilant Zhang Wujin and asked in confusion:
"Why are you so excited that my master is coming back?"
Zhang Wujin scratched the back of his head sheepishly and said awkwardly:
"I was hoping that when he gets back, he could get me a few more bottles of that medicinal wine."
The moment Zhang Wujin said that, Ye Yuan sprayed out the beer he had just taken into his mouth.
It was no wonder Ye Yuan reacted that way. No one knew better than him what kind of medicinal wine Zhang Wujin was talking about.
Previously, Ye Yuan had obtained an ancient recipe that included the brewing method for Tiger Penis Wine.
Out of curiosity, Ye Yuan had brewed a batch according to the ancient recipe.
Afterward, to test its effects, he gave some away.
Zhang Wujin had been among the recipients.
Ye Yuan remembered that because of this, Wang Xuehong had even made a special trip to his island to ask for some.
Though Wang Xuehong's main purpose that time had been accompanying Fourth Master.
Tiger Penis Wine had also been one of his goals.
But who would have thought that Zhang Wujin would occasionally come asking for another bottle afterward?
At first, Ye Yuan had not thought much of it.
But as Zhang Wujin asked for more and more, Ye Yuan began paying attention.
It was not because he begrudged the little bit of wine.
He was worried that Zhang Wujin would become even more indulgent because of it.
If that really happened, would he not be harming him instead?
Ye Yuan knew Zhang Wujin fairly well.
He was quite a good friend.
But from an outsider's perspective—
when it came to women, calling him a playboy would not be an exaggeration at all.