The person lying on the rock was the one he had seen while fighting Dugu Yanjun earlier.
This man appeared to possess no strength at all, utterly ordinary, yet for some reason, he gave Nie Yun an extremely dangerous feeling.
Besides, if he truly were an ordinary person, that battle just now had been earth-shaking. At such a scale, let alone someone drunk, even a dead man would have been jolted awake. Nie Yun did not believe anyone could keep leisurely drinking here while knowing nothing.
For that very reason, when he had fought Dugu Yanjun, he had not been in a hurry to bring out the Ruler Divine Weapon, nor had he directly unleashed his strongest move. He had been afraid this man might suddenly make a move.
Now that Dugu Yanjun had been killed and this man had not reacted at all, continuing to drink as before, Nie Yun found it rather strange and could not help walking over.
Whether this man was friend or foe, anything that needed resolving had to be resolved quickly. Otherwise, once the Qianxue Dynasty army arrived, things would become troublesome.
The young man ignored Nie Yun's words as though he had not heard them, still patting the stone and singing. Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, the Wine Gourd flew straight toward Nie Yun.
With a light grab, Nie Yun caught the gourd in his palm. Tilting back his head, he drank deeply. Gulp, gulp, gulp—the liquor entered his throat like sword qi, fiery and scorching.
"Good wine!"
After swallowing the spicy liquor, Nie Yun burst into laughter. This wine was incomparably fiery, worthy of being called a first-rate brew. However, compared to the Monkey Heart Wine he had stored away, it still fell far short. Thinking of Monkey Heart Wine