He wore a look of pride:
"For I have exchanged secrets with Mohaerche, the swordsman from the Western Regions, using only three moves of my swordsmanship, transforming ten barrels of 120-year-old triple-distilled and triple-brewed into a quadruple-distilled and quadruple-brewed elixir!"
At these words, everyone laughed, looking forward to the wine with great anticipation.
Heizi praised, "Fourth Brother, this wine is extremely rare."
"Of course, I've kept it in the cellar for twelve years, unable to bring myself to drink it."
"But with the arrival of two friends today, this wine cannot be saved any longer!"
He lifted the hundred-pound barrel with a heroic laugh, preparing to pour the wine.
"Wait!"
Tubiweng interrupted his motion, "Fourth Brother, today we have a master in our presence."
"Zhao is of immeasurable stature. Having such fine wine, and since he could smell it, why not ask him how he intends to drink it?"
"Indeed."