Before, everyone was talking outside the straw hut, so even though Yao Xun had been drinking all along, they hadn't realized that the faint fragrance of wine was their target.
The previously aggressive Sha Xing now appeared hesitant, while one of the three others, the bald middle-aged man from the Wu family, spoke first: "Old gentleman, we thought you were resting and dared not disturb you. Since you haven't rested, you surely heard our conversation earlier. I wonder..."
Yao Xun's gaze remained fixed on the wine jug in his hand, completely disregarding the speaker, as if he hadn't heard the bald man's words. After a long pause, Yao Xun finally turned and said lightly, "This is my wine, why should I give it to you?"
The bald man smiled awkwardly and then explained, "We won't take your wine for free. We can purchase it at a high price, even higher than today's auction price. No, we can accept a price even higher than today's auction price."
