"Get lost. Where would I find any three-hundred-year-old stuff? I can't even get my hands on it for myself!" Shen Le rolled his eyes. "I only have the fifty-year-old. Take it or leave it!"
"Monkey Wine... I hear it's good stuff!" Qin Li chimed in with perfectly timed admiration.
Shen Le grinned cheekily. "Of course! I'm not just bragging, but across all of Profound Island, my Thousand Mechanism Sect has the best Monkey Wine! A single jar of hundred-year-old Monkey Wine can increase your Power by twenty years! I'll send a few jars your way sometime, brother!"
"Shen Le, you scoundrel! You just said you didn't have any!" Lin Heng's voice rang out as he gracefully drifted through the path the crowd had parted, his movements as smooth as flowing water. He wore a look of indignation.
