Wang Jin took a deep breath, his face revealing a look of intoxication.
"Hold on a second!" he then said earnestly.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ning asked with a puzzled look.
"There's wine but no food, how can that be!" Wang Jin said, then added seriously, "You wait here, I'll step out for a bit and be right back!"
"Alright!" Jiang Ning nodded, understanding Wang Jin's intention.
Watching Wang Jin stride out of the courtyard, Jiang Ning shook his head and smiled lightly.
Then he set his eyes on the already opened "Dream Immortal."
As the lid was lifted, the aroma of wine grew even stronger, slowly spreading throughout the courtyard.
With a thoughtful expression, he swept his hand across it.
In an instant, the mouth of the wine jar was sealed by an invisible force, and the aroma no longer dispersed.
Afterward, he sat down on a small stool, leaning against a big tree, his gaze casually scanning the familiar courtyard.
Everything before him seemed like wine.
