"Deacon Huo, take care."
Seeing Deacon Huo Lie stand up, the surrounding High Elves all bowed towards him.
Some of the merchants in the queue also let out a sigh of relief when they heard Deacon Huo's words.
After all, this old monster's standards were terrifyingly high. Furthermore, he always had an impatient expression. Everyone was afraid of offending him and being ruthlessly humiliated.
This little old man's temper was famous for being irritable.
"Lord Deacon, wait a moment!"
Just as Deacon Huo was shaking his head in boredom and was impatient to leave, a voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing this voice, Deacon Huo frowned. Those Elves also looked towards the source of the voice with dissatisfaction.
Who was it that dared to ask Deacon Huo to stop?!
Could it be that the merchants of today were so reckless?
Mei Le 'er, who was by the side, frowned when she heard this voice. Clearly, she was surprised.
Following which, under the attentive gazes of the crowd, Qin Yichen held onto Little Ling 'er and walked over from the crowd.
"Junior, do you know where this is?"
Deacon Huo's expression was gloomy as he shouted with dissatisfaction.
Behind him, the auras of several High Elves were firmly locked onto Qin Yichen. It was as though as long as Deacon Huo gave the order, they would chase this presumptuous fellow out.
The merchants by the side could not help but shrink their necks. This annual Merchandise Festival had been going on for who knows how many years.
The last time someone dared to contradict them was over a thousand years ago. There was a merchant who came from a peak race. His ending was a little miserable, and he was forbidden to enter the Elven Forest again.
Even that peak race did not have any reaction to this. It was clear that they had tacitly agreed to this matter.
After a thousand years, there was still someone who dared to be so presumptuous in the Elven Race.
"Elven Race? I know."
Qin Yichen walked forward. Facing the countless attentive gazes, his expression did not change in the slightest.
"Kid, this old man still has things to do, so I won't waste my time here with you."
It was as if Huo Lie was unable to tell what race Qin Yichen came from, and his aura was somewhat extraordinary. Huo Lie frowned and coldly said.
"With this attitude, does Deacon Huo intend to let him off?"
"What race is this brat from? This aura, he doesn't have the slightest hint of his own race."
"He should be from one of the top clans. Otherwise, how could Deacon Huo let him go so easily?"
Seeing Huo Lie's attitude, many elves and merchants whispered to each other, guessing Qin Yichen's identity.
Mei Le 'er looked at Qin Yichen with a hint of surprise. Could it be that this guy really came from a top clan?
Could it be that he really knew the Elf Princess?!
Thinking of this, Mei Le 'er couldn't help but secretly bite her lips. Would he bear a grudge against her for mocking him like that earlier?
Although Mei Le 'er seemed to be incomparably glorious on the surface, her Charm Fox Clan's position among the ten thousand clans was truly unsightly.
If not for their enchanting beauty, which allowed them to rope in many powerhouses, the Charm Fox Clan would not even have a foothold.
If they offended a top clan because of her, it would bring a calamity to the Charm Fox Clan!
"Deacon Huo, don't be so anxious."
However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Qin Yichen did not stop there. Instead, he seemed to have the intention of climbing up the pole. Unwilling to give up, he called out to Huo Lie.
"Are you looking for death?"
"Could it be that he doesn't know that the impudent fellow from last time was also from the top clan, the Tianxiang Clan?"
"He's asking for a snub!"
Seeing Qin Yichen's attitude, many of the merchants wished that they could stuff their heads into their robes, afraid that they would be affected by Huo Lie's anger.
As expected, Qin Yichen's repeated offense finally caused Huo Lie's expression to darken completely. There was even an extremely obscure fluctuation from his body that faintly locked onto Qin Yichen.
"Deacon Huo, I have something good here. Do you want to try it?"
Qin Yichen flipped his hand and took out a gourd. Then, under Huo Lie's impatient gaze, he pulled out the cork.
A unique smell instantly spread out from the not-so-big gourd …
"Eh?"
Huo Lie wrinkled his nose and took a deep breath. Instantly, his eyes lit up. In a flash, he appeared beside Qin Yichen. Then, under the stunned and confused gazes of the crowd, he practically snatched the gourd from Qin Yichen's hand.
"Hehe."
Qin Yichen did not dodge and allowed Huo Lie to snatch the gourd.
"This smell …"
After grabbing the gourd, Huo Lie took a deep sniff. Instantly, his face was filled with intoxication. Then, he took a big gulp from the gourd.
The foreign merchants looked at this scene with their mouths agape.
They were all very curious. What was in the gourd that could attract Huo Lie's attention?
Huo Lie's pickiness was something that everyone had witnessed just now. No one would have thought that Qin Yichen would be able to take out something that could attract the Elf Deacon.
However, Qin Yichen's smile became even wider.
Only the human race knew that the Elf Clan, or rather, the higher-ups of the Elf Clan, had a special hobby, and that was … drinking.
For the Elf Clan, there was almost nothing that they lacked. This was especially so for the higher-ups of the Elf Clan.
Wine.
It was said that the Hongjun Patriarch had brought wine to the Elf Clan. Since then, the Elf Clan had embarked on a path of no return … drinking.
Of course, due to the uniqueness of the Elf Clan, ordinary wine was like drinking water to them. However, the wine that the Hongjun Patriarch had brought was … Immortal Intoxication.
Even the Elf King would get drunk at times. Therefore, this wine was called Immortal Intoxication.
Take the current human race for example. Logically speaking, they were not qualified to interact with the Elf Clan. However, among the human race, there were even Life Leaves in the Sacred Land.
In fact, this already explained the uniqueness of the human race.
The reason was … wine!
The human race's wine brewing method was famous throughout the continent.
And the wine in Qin Yichen's hand was the king of all wines … Immortal Intoxication.
Qin Yichen's purpose this time was to visit the Elf Clan. Of course, he had asked the Heaven's Elysium Potentate for a lot of Immortal Intoxication. The old Potentate naturally did not refuse him and gave him the best quality wine.
Moreover, the old Potentate had personally brewed it.
"Awesome!"
Huo Lie opened his mouth and shouted. A touch of red appeared on his old face, and a look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes.
He was a Fire Elf, and he loved wine. It was to the point that he could not be happy without wine. Even some ordinary Immortal Intoxication could not satisfy him. However, after drinking this mouthful of wine, he felt as if all the pores on his body were opened.
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