"There truly are foolish people everywhere, daring to down the 'Fine Wine of Qiongbo' in one go. Truly... sigh!" A disdainful voice rang out, filled entirely with sarcasm and scorn. How potent is the Fine Wine of Qiongbo? Drinking it like that—how is it different from seeking death? At least, that's how it seemed to him.
"Definitely a fool, unaware of their own mortality," someone else laughed, causing Long Yi and Chen Fei's gazes to freeze for a brief moment with some indifference, then they turned to look in that direction.
