The moment Yun Tian broke the clay seal on the wine jar in his hands, its rich aroma spread like invisible threads, winding around every living creature in every corner of the tavern. Whether they were orcs with exposed tusks or scaled members of other races, their noses twitched involuntarily, and irrepressible greed flared in their eyes. The fragrance was so soul-stealing that they briefly forgot their fear of an unknown powerhouse-none of them could fathom Yun Tian's strength. Perhaps this seemingly ordinary human could crush them into dust with a casual flick of his hand, but the temptation on their tongues ultimately overpowered their reason.
Before long, the scrape of tables and chairs came from a corner. Three burly werewolves abruptly rose to their feet, their bulging, muscular bodies radiating a savage air as they advanced toward Yun Tian step by step. The hand holding his wine cup paused slightly, and a cool smile curved his lips. Just as I thought. Wherever I go, there are always fools who don't know how to stay alive, throwing themselves right into my path.
Seeing this, the tavern's other creatures held their breath and watched intently, their eyes full of anticipation for a good show. If the werewolves succeeded, they would swarm forward, dispose of them first, then seize the wine. If the werewolves fell flat on their faces, that would prove Yun Tian was someone they could never afford to provoke, and they would extinguish their greed before it was too late.
The werewolf leader stopped before Yun Tian's table, the heavy flesh of his face twisting together, his eyes gleaming viciously. "Human, I've taken a liking to that wine of yours! Hand it over if you know what's good for you, or else-"
Before he could finish his threat, the