Huo Ling looks at the wine in his hand and swallows a mouthful of saliva. It seems that he is reluctant to drink it. However, the local spirit beside him directly picks up the small bottle and starts to pour it. The sound of muttering rings all over the hall. Everyone's eyes are on the man who drinks the beef. The look of envy and jealousy floats over Lin Fenglin and others from time to time.

Lin Fenglin took a sip gently, put down the glass and saw the fire spirit still holding the glass. He said with a smile, "fire spirit, why don't you drink it?"

his face turned...