In the ruins of the Sunset Dynasty, multicolored light hung down from the sky. In the depths of the ruins, smoke curled up.
A middle-aged man in plain clothes squatted beside the fire and stared at the crispy roasted chicken on the wooden rack, drooling.
"Hmm… This heat is just right. In another 15 minutes, we'll be able to eat this delicious roasted chicken! It's perfect for drinking!"
Jian Yi wiped his stubble, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Jian Yi, I'm here."
At this moment, Lin Bei flew over and landed beside Jian Yi. He raised his hand and slapped it. The clay seal of the wine jar in his arms fell, and the fragrance of wine filled the air.
"Damn! This is… Hundred Flowers Immortal Wine? This is a top-notch wine in the Primordial World! How did you get it?"
Jian Yi, who was originally staring at the roasted chicken, looked at the wine jar in Lin Bei's hand with burning eyes and swallowed.