Immortal Jiu looked at Yan Ruolan.
Yan Ruolan understood, immediately nodding: "Yes, this wine is mine. I heard from Qin Tian that you weren't planning to help him go to the Demon Clan, and also that you're very particular about wine. So I brought the best wine from the Southern Barbarians."
"As long as you're willing to help Qin Tian with the Demon Clan, I'll give you a jar of wine."
Yan Ruolan spoke with confidence, and Immortal Jiu was stunned upon hearing it: "A jar? Just one jar?"
"Yes."
Yan Ruolan said, "In the entire world, there are only fifty jars of this wine. You've seen how many people we have here; it's not enough for ourselves, so how could there be so much for an outsider like you to drink?"
"An outsider... tsk..."
Hearing this, Immortal Jiu was so upset he scratched his head, saying: "I knew it, Qin Tian, you rascal, you're no good!"
Immortal Jiu pointed at Qin Tian, completely speechless.
