Once the Spirit Wine was brought out, its fragrance filled the room. The man who had been ordered by Wenxuan to pour it into the guests' bowls was sweating so profusely it dripped from his temples, yet he dared not stop until every bowl held about a third of a serving. It took several jars to ensure everyone had a taste.
When he finished, the man hurried over to Wenxuan, bowing and scraping, not even daring to wipe his brow. "My lord, how is this?"
"Stand aside and wait," Wenxuan replied. He nodded in satisfaction before casting a cold gaze over the guests. "Gentlemen, the Spirit Wine in your bowls was crafted by the young master of the Wei Estate, who stole and swindled elixirs from our Immortal Sect and infused them into this wine."
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