"Get up!"
Qin Jun said with a smile, and as he spoke, he sat down, while Guo Jia eagerly came over at the sight of wine and poured a cup for Qin Jun, as well as for himself.
In times past, out of sheer boredom, Qin Jun passed down the art of winemaking, which has now become a major specialty of the Heavenly Emperor's vast world.
Huo Qubing and Ling Yun struggled to contain their excitement as they stood up. Qin Jun's tens of thousands of years of battle with fate had kept them concerned; Huo Qubing even named his son Huo Xundi, manifesting his loyalty to Qin Jun.
Qin Jun beckoned to Huo Xundi with a smile: "Come here, lad!"
Huo Xundi hurriedly got up from the ground, wiped his snotty tear-streaked face, and cautiously approached Qin Jun.
Qin Jun took out a string of jade pendants from his hand, glittering and translucent like quail eggs.
"This treasure is for you, as a meeting gift."