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Jin Zha solemnly lifted his cup; he hadn't expected to be afforded another.
After a sip of wine, Jin Zha smacked his lips, looking at the wine the server had brought over and couldn't bring himself to drink any more.
The server still wasn't convinced and stubbornly said, "It's just fragrant, that's all. Who knows how it actually tastes? This is wine, not rouge smeared on a woman. Why should it smell so sweet?"
"You have a point," Chen Nuo nodded.
Even with his good temper, Jin Zha couldn't help but give the server a dark look.
Then he said to Chen Nuo, "Never mind him, the vision of mortals is flawed. Consider it a dog's bark; let's just enjoy our meal."
Jin Zha's glare was intimidating, and after being on the receiving end, the server began to feel afraid and dared not utter another word.
Chen Nuo, holding his leather wine pouch, addressed everyone, "This wine is my own brew, feel free to try some."
"Oh, yes, please!"