C362 Return to Mount Shu

I didn't move the wine pot in my hand, not because I was worried about whether the wine was good or bad, but because after he drank it, I could more or less sense the unusualness within it. If I did, then I would still be me.

After putting down the wine jug, I stared into the old man's eyes and said, "If I drink it, what will happen?"

"They will become strong, become very strong