Right at the doorstep of Elder Jiao, he felt an invisible... spiritual suppression that made his soul tremble.
He understood too well what this rank suppression was.
Feeling this suppression, he made his way here.
Now, the suppression had disappeared.
But Yellow Sword Wine knew, someone was spying on him, seeing the deepest secrets he had hidden.
Suddenly, Yellow Sword Wine let out a dumbfounded smile, removed the stopper from his wine gourd, and fiercely gulped it down, the liquor mixed with rainwater washing over his face.
"Must be drunk on wine..."
"It almost feels like my old rival, You Liqing, is spying on me."
He narrowed his eyes.
Looking at the wine gourd drenched in the rain, it was a gift from the Boss Lady, that girl who was once in the bloom of youth, now had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
Caressing the wine gourd, Yellow Sword Wine pursed his lips.
"You are mortal, you are still human..."
"But I, I am no longer one."
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