Chapter 1695
- If there was good stuff, he naturally would have to share it. There was no stranger here anyway. Even the best wine in the world couldn’t be compared to the saint blood of Qilin.
- “Oh? It seems like brother has kept some fine wine, but I don’t think your wine will be better than the royal wine.”
- Yang Bufan seemed to have little hope on the wine that Jiang Chen was about to show. After all, the wine that he drank at the banquet was the royal wine gifted personally by the Emperor. It was a truly fine wine of the Immortals. The best wine in the empire. Jiang Chen had come from One-Line-Sky. How could the wine there be compared with the empire’s?