C69 I Transmigrated Again

"Hey, Ye Feng, welcome back!"

Across the way, Lee Shouzhuo's white beard fluttered in the breeze. He called out to Ye Feng with ease, but then narrowed his eyes, "You've taken quite a beating. Junior Brother Meng, make sure Ye Feng drinks a couple more cups of Spring Essence Wine tonight."

Ah, so that's the name of the spiritual wine.

No way!

Ye Feng nearly fell for it