Old Ancestor Li had finally secured that precious jar of wine, and his initial thought was to keep every last drop for himself. Yet, the pride and vanity inherent in a Soul-realm powerhouse drove him into an intense internal conflict: he wanted to hoard the exquisite liquor, but he simply could not suppress the urge to show off his grandson's extraordinary masterpiece!
In the end, he couldn't help but carry the jar over to the table where the three sect elders were seated. Wearing a look of a smug and proud expression, he carefully poured a few drops, an incredibly stingy amount of the amber color spirit wine into each of their empty cups.
"Here," Old Ancestor Li said, lifting his chin arrogantly: "Taste this liquor! This is a peerless spirit wine crafted by my own grandson. You won't find a finer wine anywhere in the entire Southern Region!"
