1123 Treat Me to That Meal

The aroma of the wine spread out, and the entire place fell into silence. 

Lin Damei, who was right in front of Bu Fang, could only stare at the wine jar. Her eyes glowed, and her face turned redder and redder. 

"How fragrant! This… This wine is really fragrant!" Lin Damei could only gulp as she looked longingly at the jar of wine.

Lin Damei was a well-known drunkard in Goddess City. A general's life wasn't an easy one, and such was the reason why she would spend pretty much all of her money to buy alcoholic drinks.

In Spring Wind Pavilion alone, the jar of wine costs nine thousand Nether crystals. With such a high price, that wine wasn't something ordinary people would ever be able to drink.

And yet, she could smell wine that was more fragrant than that of Spring Wind Pavilion's. The aroma that the wine let out truly seemed surreal, constantly assaulting her senses.