章節 653: Chapter 653 Wormhole

The elderly prison guard took another sip of wine.

He changed from taking big gulps to cautious sips, and by the careful look on his face, it seemed as if he feared finishing the wine in his glass in one breath.

Then he sighed both long and short breaths, filled with an indescribable wistfulness.

Wang Chen watched, quite puzzled, "Senior, although this Spiritual Wine is good, you can afford it, can't you?"

Originating from habits developed in a past life, and etched into his very genes, Wang Chen liked to stockpile supplies in his Sumeru Ring.

Spirit Rice, Spiritual Wine, and Monster Meat—he always kept a large stash of them, which made him feel confident when traveling outside.

Indeed, his approach of being prepared for a rainy day had proven correct.