Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

already bowed and entered the room, carefully placing a three-legged incense burner she held in her hands. The fragrant smoke rose and swirled, carrying a refreshing and invigorating scent.Two servant...ossessing wealth that could never be spent in this small town, maintaining a cultivation level that fluctuated neither up nor down, drinking flowery wine, and killing bandits.Occasionally domineering,...