C36 Who Cares about Who It Belongs To?

"What are you waiting for? Come and pour a couple of drinks!"

Meng Cangxing beckoned to Ye Feng, grumbling, "Damn, it's a half-day's flight from here to Dragon Ridge for the hunt. Good thing I came prepared."

With a flourish of his hand, a pitch-black ring on his finger released a jug of the spiritual wine Ye Feng frequently enjoyed.

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