"Hey, kid, have a drink with us brothers and tell us how you met the Wind God. You're so weak, yet the Wind God actually lets you tag along. You've got something going for you!"
The door of the Wooden House opened again, and a muscular Body Refinement player came out carrying a huge jar of wine.
He walked up to Ye Fei and set the jar down in the snow.
As soon as he sat down, he took out three large bowls. With a gesture of his hand, wine flew out of the jar and landed neatly in the bowls.
"The Wind God is a very good god."
Ye Fei's words carried a hint of admiration for the Wind God.
But more than anything, he still revealed nothing.
"Come on, kid, everyone knows the Wind God's a good god. Try this wine. It's brewed with spiritual energy and will help your cultivation!"
The Body Refinement player laughed and coughed twice, pushing a bowl full of wine toward Ye Fei and urging him to drink before they talked.
Still, he now understood what his unreliable partner had been complaining about.
This kid was guarding against them as though they were bad people.
That wouldn't do. They had to get closer and get him talking before they could have a conversation.
Besides, the Wind God wasn't here. What was the point of the kid spouting these empty words?
The Wind God was a very good god?
Bah!
Of all the gods they had heard about, the Wind God was the worst!
"Thank you, but I don't drink. Would you two like some tea? A senior took some fruit juice from me earlier and gave me two portions of spirit tea in exchange. It's quite high-grade."
Ye Fei looked at the bowl