It was a typical evening.
After the fish was roasted.
"Brother Qin, do you drink wine?" Wang Mu asked.
"Ah?" Qin Yuyan mused for a moment. "What kind of wine?"
Wang Mu then took out the fine wine from Alcohol Sword Peak.
"The fine wine from Alcohol Sword Peak can enhance one's Spiritual Power," Wang Mu said. "However, you can't circulate your Cultivation Technique to dissolve this wine; it must be processed by the Spiritual Power within your body. It also has a high alcohol content. If you can't handle it, then never mind."
"Then I'll have a little," Qin Yuyan gestured with his thumb and forefinger, indicating a small amount.
Wang Mu was about to take out a new jar to give to Qin Yuyan.
But he heard Qin Yuyan say, "No need to open a new jar. I'll just drink from the one you have."
"Hmm? This is the one I drank from?"
"It's fine. We're both men, what does it matter?"
Wang Mu was speechless.
That seemed to make sense.
Wang Mu passed his own jug to Qin Yuyan.
