Battle of Wine

Long Ming's lips curled when he heard that. " Is that so? Hmm, But, Why do I feel like Elder Ren is just saying this to trick me into giving you wine?"

" Huuuh? Brat, Do I look that kind of person to you?" Ren Qian's eyes squinted when he heard Long Ming. 

Long Ming shrugged. " Well, I don't know. How can I trust a stranger?"

" Haah, Is that so?" Ren Qian snorted. " Believe me or not, I am better than all the old geezers out there."

Long Ming kept slapping his closed paper fan on his palm as a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. " Then, I hope Elder Ren could answer a question of mine."

" Fine, Go ahead."

Long Ming looked at him. " Have you tasted the Blossoming Emotions of Blissful Heaven Temple?"

Ren Qian's expression became thoughtful. " Well, I did."

" How did it taste? It really bubbles up one's emotion, am I right?"