As everyone looked on in anticipation, Lin Mubai gently removed the clay seal, and instantly a rich fragrance spread, the aroma of the wine filled the entire courtyard as if it had become intoxicated.
Even those who knew nothing of the art of wine could tell that the wine in the jar was indeed an incredibly rare and fine brew.
Chen Tang's expression showed a hint of surprise.
He had tasted good wine before, like the Monkey Wine from the Three Thousand Snow Ridges or the wine from Lady Yun at the Shadow Tower, all worthy of being called exquisite nectars.
The jar of wine Lin Mubai brought out, just from its spreading fragrance, suggested that its taste might not be inferior to the Monkey Wine.
No wonder only the Sect Leaders of the major martial arts clans had the opportunity to taste it.
Ah Li smelled the wine but wrinkled her nose, reached out her finger, and gently poked Chen Tang in the lower back.
Chen Tang turned his head and saw something strange in Ah Li's eyes.
