Since there was a cup without wine, he had to look for wine. Closing his eyes, Lin Yun spread his soul energy out. A brief moment later, he turned to look at the stone table in the corner.

As he gently knocked on the desk, a secret compartment popped out that emitted a faint cold aura. There was a bottle of wine in a pile of crystalized ice. Lin Yun stretched his hand out to retrieve it. But the moment he came in contact with the wine, a faint light lit up on the ground along with countless flickering spiritual runes.

Shortly after, fine needles shot out from the surrounding walls. If Lin Yun wasn’t prepared, he would definitely be pierced by the needles. But Lin Yun was cautious, to begin with. The moment the needles shot out, he released a sharp sword aura from his body and froze all the needles coming at him in mid-air.

Taking out the wine, he filled the cup and took a sniff. After assuring that there wasn’t any poison in the wine, he drank the cup of wine and a chilling...