"Fruit wine?" Du Yu's heart stirred. "You brewed it yourselves?"
"Yes." The Mountain Ghost Race Leader opened the wooden lid of the wine jar, and instantly, a rich fruit fragrance spread throughout the vast cave residence.
"Wow!" Du Yu's mouth hung slightly open; this time, it seemed he got lucky!
"What's this?" A rough voice suddenly popped into his mind.
"Smells so good~" Little Fen Yang's playful voice followed, full of expectation, "Du Yu, Du Yu~ smell it again."
"Oh." Du Yu shrugged his nose, taking a deep whiff.
The fruit fragrance was rich, with a peculiar fermented wine aroma that made the mouth water.
Kui Chou urged gruffly, "Quick, quick, have a taste! Hurry up!"
Little Fen Yang pouted, "Du Yu, Du Yu~"
"Okay, okay, right away." Du Yu muttered, "The Mountain Ghost is pouring it."
At that moment, the Mountain Ghost was indeed holding the wooden wine jar, pouring the wine into a wooden bowl.
