When the four mountain lords saw the old drunkard, they were speechless. If it weren’t for his terrifying seniority, they would’ve given him a proper beating.1

This old ancestor didn’t care about anything; he simply drank all day. Fortunately, things had ended better than expected this time. If not, all of Sovereign Mountain would have suffered because of him.0

Long Chen looked at the elder and was startled by the familiar scent wafting from him. 0

“The Wine God Palace’s wine?” Long Chen asked.0

“Oh, little brother, you know of the Wine God Palace? You’ve also drunk their wine, haven’t you?” the drunk elder asked, his excitement soaring upon hearing Long Chen mention the Wine God Palace.0

“Little brother?”0

The four mountain lords nearly coughed up blood. Was this drunkard trying to scramble the entire hierarchy?0

“Junior was fortunate enough...0