One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

Hong Bin was very pleased with himself after hearing this; Zhao Chenhong seemed to know a lot about things.

"hey-hey!

Brother Zhao, it's not that I, Hongbin, am petty.

However, the wine was limited, and I specially used a secret technique to retrieve it from my sect to present to Young Master Long.

I'm afraid I can't give you any!

Zhao Chenhong laughed after hearing this. How could he not see through Hong Bin's little scheme? He just wanted him to bleed a little and bring out some good stuff.

"Hahaha!

Small, the layout is small.

Fine wine should not be enjoyed alone, and I possess a treasure that can elevate this wine's taste and style to the level of a divine brew!

"Hmph! Bullshit!"

Nothing can be added to this aged wine, otherwise it will greatly affect the taste.

Hong Bin shook his head repeatedly; he simply couldn't believe it.

"hehe!

I'm too lazy to explain to you. I'm only offering this treasure this once, and only out of respect for Young Master Long.

Zhao Chenhong feigned profundity, appearing confident and composed, as he slowly pulled out a cloth pouch the size of a sachet from his waist.

Ma Xianhong keenly noticed the object and stared at the cloth bag, asking, "Oh!"

"Hey buddy, you can even forge weapons?"

Zhao Chenhong was taken aback. Holding the cloth bag in his hand, he looked at Ma Xianhong and thought to himself, "Young Master Long is surrounded by capable people!"

This person has a good eye.

He smiled, tossed the cloth bag around, and said smugly, "Hehe!"

I don't have those kinds of miraculous skills.

This Qiankun Ruyi Pouch was crafted by my master with the help of the late master craftsman Yuan Lin.

It cost a lot of money back then, but it's really great to use!

Ma Xianhong's expression darkened, and he frowned slightly: "Grandmaster?"

He was too embarrassed to belittle the export, thinking to himself, "Why would we need to beg for this piece of junk?"

This thing has messy patterns; how can it be called a masterpiece?

Zhao Chenhong understood Ma Xianhong's meaning and was very unhappy. He raised his eyebrows three times, but finally held back from making a scene.

"Ah! Yes!"

The older generation of masters have passed away, unlike now, where "masters" are everywhere, but they're worth less than a turtle!

Ma Xianhong sensed his sarcasm, and Old Ma was no pushover either, so he immediately wanted to have a serious argument with him.

Ma Long immediately came to the rescue: "Brother Zhao, hurry up and present the treasure!"

"I'd like to see what kind of magical substance could increase the value of wine several times over!"

Zhao Chenhong nodded and channeled his Qi into what he called the Qiankun Ruyi Bag.

"Pfft! Crunch, crunch!"

Then a creaking sound rang out, as if an old cabinet door had been pushed open, and it took quite a while for the cloth bag to open.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Ma Xianhong turned around with his hands behind his back. He couldn't bear to look at this garbage, especially since it was an old man's work that was already overburdened.

Ma Long's eyes widened as well. In Zhao Chenhong's view, everyone was surprised by his weapon crafting skills, and a smug look appeared on his lips.

Little did he know that Ma Long was already churning inside: 'Sigh! It's really not Old Ma's fault.'

This piece of junk dares to call itself the Qiankun Ruyi Nang (a magical pouch for bringing good fortune to the world)?

This is like showing off your skills in front of Guan Yu; you're just playing around with weapon crafting in Biyou Village!

Isn't that just asking for trouble?

Opening a door is difficult enough, yet you're so smug about it!

Let's see what good stuff you can come up with.

Zhao Chenhong was smug for a moment, but then he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Apart from Hong Bin staring at him blankly, Feng Baobao and Chen Duo remained indifferent.

The others all wore disdain on their faces, and they didn't even look at the man who had just argued with them.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

Our Qiankun Ruyi Pouch has been underestimated? This is a product made by a grandmaster; you guys have really never seen anything like it!

It's palm-sized, yet has a half-meter square space inside, and it also reduces weight to some extent.

This is my divine weapon!

Fine, if you don't understand, then so be it. Go ahead and show off your treasure.

"Please take a look, everyone! Give me the honor of seeing this!"

Ma Xianhong turned around helplessly and looked back. Zhao Chenhong took out an antique-looking wooden box from his cloth bag.

The square surface is carved with nine dragons of different shapes and colors.

"I don't know if you've heard of the Nine Dragon Cup. It has many folk tales and is mostly a product of the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty."

This is the perfect accompaniment to alcohol.

As Zhao Chenhong spoke, he slowly opened the wooden box.

Ma Long and the others became interested and crowded around: "Wow, an antique?"

Was it used by the emperor back then?

Old Zhao's got some skills!

Zhao Chenhong activated his Qi and opened the wooden box. Nine captivating rays of light flashed, as if nine majestic and unique dragons had emerged.

Seeing that everyone was in high spirits, Zhao Chenhong happily exclaimed, "Haha!"

The dragon has nine sons, and each one is different!

This first Qiuniu Cup should rightfully be used by Young Master Long.

He reached out and took out a dragon cup from the center of the nine-square grid, and respectfully handed it to Ma Long.

"Oh? The Qiuniu Cup!"

Elegant and solemn, and so lifelike!

"No wonder it was presented as tribute to the Emperor back then."

Ma Long took the cup and examined it carefully. It felt slightly cool to the touch and had a heavy weight, which made him want to stroke it.

Hong Bin leaned closer: "Hehehe!"

Brother Zhao, let me apologize first. I was just joking earlier, I didn't expect you to be so serious.

Which nine-dragon cup do you think would be most suitable for me?

Seeing Hong Bin's cheerful face, Zhao Chenhong naturally wouldn't hold it against him.

He reached for a cup and said, "You have quite a loud voice. I was originally going to give you a good talking to."

But since you are a disciple of the Fire Virtue Sect, then use this Suanni Cup!

Hong Bin was overjoyed and carefully took the cup, examining the dragon-shaped carving resembling a fire lion on it.

There were exactly nine people present, and Zhao Chenhong distributed the Nine Dragon Cups one by one.

Hong Bin was very attentive, picking up the wine jar and pouring wine for everyone.

With everything ready, Zhao Chenhong spoke up: "Everyone!"

To be frank, presenting the Nine Dragon Cup to the royal family is an absolute waste!

This was originally a luxury item tailor-made for us extraordinary people; its value can only be revealed when activated by Qi.

But when Emperor Kangxi held it in his hand, it was nothing more than an ordinary tragedy.

If you don't believe me, you can try activating it with your Qi and you'll know whether this is a rare item.

Hearing him say that, Ma Long became curious. Could this thing have other functions?

He quickly released a wisp of Qi from his body and struck the Qiuniu Cup.

Suddenly, the Qiuniu Cup in his hand trembled slightly, and the dragon pattern on the cup seemed to move.

Before long, it manifested as a dragon-shaped auspicious beast. It had a kind and gentle face and nodded to Ma Long with its big eyes.

This completely baffled Malone: ​​'What the heck!'

Amazing! Is that a dragon?

Do dragons really exist in this world?

Qiuniu is so cute and gentle; its ears are so long!

While Ma Long was still in shock, the Qiuniu, which was no bigger than the palm of his hand, leaped into the wine glass. It swam up and down in the wine, and a faint dragon's roar could be heard. Ma Long felt as if he were in a high mountain and flowing water.

Before long, the little ox poked its head out of the cup and nodded to Malone again, indicating that he could drink.

Without hesitation, Ma Long picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine was full-bodied and delicate, with a mellow and fragrant aroma, and the pleasant feeling made him feel relaxed and comfortable.

The sound of a piano seemed to rise in my ears, accompanied by a long and melodious tone, as if awakening a long-contemplative mind.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment; every bite was a delight, a rare and refreshing experience.

Ma Long wasn't a big drinker, but this one glass of wine left him with an unforgettable memory!