Bai Yan did not mind and sat down on the side.
"Elder Zhiru, go prepare a cup of Elf Clan's fine brew for Senior Bai."
The Holy Mother instructed the Elder Zhiru standing by.
"Holy Mother, Emperor Su drained our clan's fine brew ten thousand years ago, and we've barely managed to save some up to now. Are you saying we must give it to him again?"
Elder Zhiru expressed his concerns with worry.
"Hurry and go."
The Holy Mother commanded Elder Zhiru.
"Yes."
Clearly reluctant, Elder Zhiru responded and then left the hall.
It was not long before Elder Zhiru returned, holding a cup of green Jadescent Nectar.
The air in the entire hall was instantly filled with an exuberant vitality. Just by taking a deep breath, Bai Yan felt extraordinary clarity throughout his body, and could even feel every pore on his skin opening and closing.
"This wine isn't bad."
Bai Yan generously offered his praise.
