At the palace gate, where the monk pointed, stood a white figure, none other than Divine Show, holding a large wine jar. He must have just heard Fang Xing's words, picked and chose, but ended up grabbing the largest wine jar and ran up, ready to indulge with Fang Xing. Yet, at first glance, he saw Fang Xing and the mysterious monk inside the palace, and then he saw the monk slowly raise his hand, pointing at him. His small face was instantly filled with astonishment, frozen in place.
Even Fang Xing was dumbfounded, loosening his grip on the monk's collar.
"Shen Xiu, move aside, I want to see what he's pointing at..."
Fang Xing blankly said, while Shen Xiu blankly moved aside.
But the monk's finger followed Shen Xiu's movement, still pointing at him.
Fang Xing's expression grew peculiar, staring at the wine jar in Shen Xiu's arms, saying, "You want to trade for that jar of wine?"
