Last time he exchanged for raspberry wine here, Corbin could not bear to sell any of it, keeping it all to enjoy by himself.
Compared to his beloved gold and silver, he loved good wine even more...
It wasn't that he didn't have wine from fifth-rank breweries, it was just that he had tasted this flavor for the first time; it was extremely fresh. Even though he tried to drink it sparingly, a jar of wine was quickly emptied.
But good wine was limited, and running out so quickly made him anxious to the point of fever.
The Hadu tribe was no longer a partner that didn't matter whether they existed or not; they had become an important partner of the Halun caravan.
Not just because of the fine wine, but also because that person wanted to stay here. Either of these two reasons was enough to elevate the Hadu tribe's status in Corbin's heart.
