Chapter 145: Filthy Essence

Wang Zijia was led by a manservant to the front of the Great Hall, near the main high platform, before they finally stopped.

Many people looked at the two of them. Some, dressed as traditional Wanyu Sect disciples, had not completely lost themselves in their roles, their eyes flashing. Those who had already lost themselves in their roles, however, looked on with envy and admiration.

As the two sat down, an attendant immediately served a jug of wine. There were no fruits or vegetables, just a jug of wine.

The rich spiritual energy spread, the aroma of the wine permeated the entire Great Hall; the wine on each person's table appeared to be an uncommon treasure.

Those who were self-aware hardly moved, but those who were lost in the illusion were all drinking hard, as if it were the greatest brew.

Wang Zijia sat cross-legged on his seat, hesitating for a moment before pouring himself a cup of wine under Liu Chengyu's astonished gaze and took a light sip.