"Fine wine from Lanling in a luminous cup; before we can drink, the pipa urges us onto our horses. Laugh not if we lie drunk upon the battlefield-how many have ever returned from war? The wine in Your Highness's residence truly has an extraordinary richness. I've been blessed today."
Huo Yuhao lounged sideways in a chair made of supreme Ming God sandalwood. Across the table sat the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, Xu Tianran-the man from the original story whose intelligence bordered on the uncanny, and who had concealed his Titled Douluo-level cultivation for untold years.
Yet at that moment, Xu Tianran displayed none of the imposing dignity of the Sun Moon Empire's Crown Prince. He wore a loose white scholar's robe, his hair simply tied up, and sat beside the table like an ordinary scholar, holding a wine cup made of the finest luminous blue crystal.
Against the blue crystal of the cup, the normally clear, colorless wine swayed like an azure sea. Its intoxicating fragrance spread throughout the room, enough to make one feel drunk before even taking a sip.
"Hahaha! So long as the host can make his guest drunk, who cares where foreign lands lie? There's plenty of wine in my residence. If you enjoy it, you're welcome to take some away," Xu Tianran said with a hearty laugh. "But what is this Lanling? A place? Why have I never heard of it?"
"Lanling is a remote town on the Douluo Continent, renowned for its wine." An idea stirred in Huo Yuhao's mind, and he explained with a smile, "But to me, this place is Lanling now."
At that, the two exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.
"Yes, fine wine from Lanling. It truly makes one yearn for it," Xu Tianran said softly,