"Hahaha, Jiang Chenxi, you hit a snag, didn't you? The immortal is not falling for your tricks."
"Get lost, don't stand there making a fool of yourself, you're an eyesore."
His two companions almost burst out laughing. They pushed him aside and squeezed in front of Lin Qingluo.
"Immortal."
Both almost spoke simultaneously, "This wine smells so nice, can we have a taste?"
"If you want a drink."
Lin Qingluo swayed her glass, commanding respect without showing anger, "First, state your names. The wine of this immortal is not bestowed to nameless people."
"Uh... "
At this, both men fell silent and looked towards the handsome young man.
Among the three, he was the most noble.
Even though his mana was not high, due to his family background, the vast majority of people on Lingyu Continent would give him a bit of face.
"I am Jiang Chenxi, the young master of Sifang City, and my father is the Lord of Sifang, Jiang Shen."