Man Xiu waved his hand and let his servant bring over a wooden box, presenting it to Luo De with both hands,
"This is a gift for you."
"Oh?"
Luo De looked at Man Xiu's mysterious expression, took the wooden box with some curiosity, and opened it.
But upon seeing its contents, Luo De was somewhat disappointed.
In the middle of a pile of dry grass was a simple-shaped, slightly mottled glass cup.
But Luo De couldn't show it, so he forced himself to ask, "Is this glass from the church in the Land of the Gods?"
The church had a tight grasp on the craft of making glass.
They claimed it was a skill passed down to them by the gods.
Luo De thought otherwise.
Not just in his past life, but even in the ruins of the Sea Abyss Wizard Tower, the craft of glassmaking had been mentioned.
The bottles produced were nothing more than vessels for storing potions by wizards.
"Yes, I spent some effort to get it."
Man Xiu nodded heavily,
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"Hmm."
