Although the man in the plum blossom forest is not a Great Saint.
He surpasses a Great Saint.
Xu Zimei estimated that many Great Saints could not reach this realm, being splendidly united with the Hall of Heavenly Dao.
This is to act on behalf of Heaven.
Xu Zimei smiled as he looked at the other party, picked up the wine jug in his hand, and drank with a carefree attitude.
The wine entered his throat, initially fierce.
Like a bomb exploding in the throat.
But then the strong wine dissipated, leaving a faint fragrance that was endlessly memorable.
Xu Zimei sighed sentimentally.
He finished the jug of wine and asked, "Any more?"
"Was it good?" The man in the plum blossom forest smiled and asked.
"Not good, but just wanted to drink it," Xu Zimei replied.
The man in the plum blossom forest laughed heartily, his laughter making the plum blossoms in the entire grove boil and wither.
"This wine, to put it plainly, is worthless.
