Eight Paragons

Lan Jue's heart skipped a beat. "Are you talking about the two Gods of Wine?" He suddenly thought of Lalou Bize-Leroy and Aubert de Villaine.

In the past, these two Gods of Wine had caused them quite a bit of trouble.

The Wine Master nodded slightly. "The planet they are on is full of life, but it is a tourist planet. The Western Alliance will definitely abandon it. There are not many people on that planet, so it will be much easier for them to evacuate the people there. However, if the alien planet arrives there, they will not let go of a planet with such a rich life force. I plan to offer my help to open up a space and transfer the underground world into it to ensure their safety. At the same time, I will invite them to join us. If humans no longer exist, what's the point of making wine?"

Lan Jue looked at him suspiciously. "Why do I feel like you're doing this because of some hidden motive?"