"Hahaha, Brother Zhong, you really made us wait eagerly! Please, come in."
The speaker was a young man, appearing to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, dressed in a gold-threaded black robe. He stood tall with an elegant demeanor, his handsome face adorned with a warm smile, exuding such a refined aura that it instantly engendered goodwill in those who met him.
Seeing Zhong Lin's arrival, he quickly stood up to greet him, his face full of enthusiasm.
Zhong Lin also smiled and clasped his hands in respect, "I apologize for being late, please forgive me."
"Not late, not late at all. Please, sit."
Zhong Lin, not standing on ceremony, stepped forward and took a seat.
The next moment, servants began to serve fine dishes and drinks, quickly filling the entire table, while the maids standing on the sides promptly poured wine for the two.
"This is the most renowned Clear Spring White Cloud brew from Wuyun City. Brother Zhong, you must try it."
