Upon Emperor Nether's command, everyone immediately drank together, regardless of who they were, even Emperor Nether himself only tasted a bit, savoring it slowly.
Despite the large wine vat, the exquisite wine inside was not much, and each drop seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Each sip brought different flavors, a blend of aged fragrance accumulated over time.
Only Ling Feng merely held his wine cup, shook his head, and put it down, showing a lack of interest.
The Seventh Prince glanced at Ling Feng disdainfully and said coldly, "Why, such divine wine, are you aware of your lowly status and feel unworthy of tasting it? However, since I, the Prince, have personally poured you the wine, not drinking it would be disrespectful to me!"
King Yuan furrowed his brows and gently rebuked, "Seventh Brother, this young man has come from afar as a guest. Father has not even spoken yet, and it's not your place to point fingers here."
