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"I can see that Young Master's clothes are gorgeous. Even if you're not as rich as a country, you should be considered rich. However, Young Master does not have the slightest sense of arrogance." The tall and sturdy man praised, "Young Master does not mind the coarse noodles in the store, and is not stingy in talking to commoners like us. It is enough to see Young Master is magnanimous and disrespectful."

"Young Master's demeanor is graceful and elegant, it has an ancient air to it. You can tell from one look that you've been through thick and thin since you were young, and have received good tutelage and guidance." The burly man continued, "But you are willing to sit here peacefully and wolf it down in front of us. It can be seen that young master views us as equals."

"It's rare to see someone like Young Master." The tall and sturdy man smiled, he didn't hide his admiration towards Yang Muyun at all, "Those people I've met can't even compare to you."

"This big brother is too kind." Yang Muyun quickly shook his head, he felt that he wasn't as good as he said.

However, he had seen a lot in the martial arts world these years and had gotten used to it. He was also a man of the martial arts world and thought that he was no different from other people. He was not that noble in the first place.

The upper echelons were not necessarily noble, while the lower classes were not necessarily vulgar.

They all had hands, feet, eyes, nose, and ears. Yang Muyun had always thought this way, no one was born with nobility, only everyone was equal.

However, from the burly man's words, Yang Muyun could tell that it wasn't just the martial artists that had some disagreements with the upper class, even the common people had some grievances.

From the looks of it, the Great Yu Empire had only been established a short time ago. Therefore, its actual situation was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

"Hahaha." The tall and sturdy man laughed, "Looks like Young Master is rather humble. It's been awhile since I last met someone like Young Master."

"Little brat Ye, serve some wine!" The burly man shouted at the young shop owner, "I want to have a drink with this young master today."

"Do you have money? You only know how to drink every day." Although the young shop owner's tone was slightly mocking, he did not stop his actions and quickly brought the wine over. It seemed as if he was joking.

After the burly man was exposed by the young shopkeeper, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Seeing him like this, Yang Muyun timely helped him, "It's alright, I'll buy this wine."

"Bo!" The young shop owner opened up the big wine jar in the shop, and the aroma of wine immediately assaulted their nostrils.

The aroma of the wine was like the fragrance of newly bloomed peach blossoms, like the fragrance of bamboo shoots. It was like the fragrance of malt candies, and it was also like the acrid scent of green plums.

Yang Muyun took a careful sniff, and felt his mouth begin to sour. He didn't even have time to taste the wine before he knew that this was definitely a good wine. He just blurted out, "Good wine!"

His excited shout startled the young shop owner and the burly man.

The young shop owner smiled and nodded, then continued to make wine.

The burly man let out a loud laugh and patted Yang Muyun's shoulder, "It looks like Young Noble is a good drinker, to think that you could already tell it was good wine just by smelling it."

"Wait a moment, Young Master should drink it. Only then will you know the wonders of this wine." The tall and sturdy man said.

Yang Muyun responded with a smile and nodded his head. Indeed, the fragrance of the wine was not afraid of the depths of the alleyway. No wonder this burly man would specially come to this store to drink.

From the looks of it, the fragrance he had smelled earlier should be the aroma of wine.

"Alright, Young Master, come and try it." The young shop owner brought a wine cup and handed it to Yang Muyun and the burly man. At this moment, the two of them were already sitting at the same table.

"Alright!" The burly man picked up the wine and smelled it. Then he said, "I will take this good wine to toast Young Master. Young Master, I've made this friend of yours, I hope Young Master won't mind. "

"How could that be? Being able to make friends like Big Brother is the best of luck." Yang Muyun raised his glass and clinked it with the burly man.

"Alright, I like straightforward people." The burly man picked up the wine cup and began to drink. His actions were not the least bit elegant, but it also showed that he was indeed bold and generous.

On the other hand, Yang Muyun was different. He picked up the wine cup and put it to his lips before slowly tasting it.

The moment the wine entered his mouth, Yang Muyun's first thought was that it was soft.

This wine was like a silky milk. When one drank it, they would only feel a fragrance coming from their lips and teeth. It was incomparably tender and soft, not like wine at all.

Following that, Yang Muyun's next thought was that the incense was fragrant.

This wine had a strong aroma, not only to smell, but also to taste. It was light like a lotus, mellow like a flower, with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms blooming in his mouth.

Only at this moment did Yang Muyun believe what the burly man said, that this wine was truly extraordinary.

The wine was full, one hum and one turn.

In Yang Muyun's eyes, this poem was the most suitable description for this cup of wine.

However, when Yang Muyun drank this wine, he would always feel a sense of familiarity. It was as if he had drunk this wine somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"Young master, how is it? "How do you feel about the wine?" the burly man asked after finishing a cup.

"There is fine wine in you, and there is nothing out of the ordinary about your breasts." Yang Mu recited.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that young master would be such a refined person." The tall and sturdy man said, "I don't understand, but I feel more and more that we are getting along well."

"I am Zhang Meng. May I know your name, Sir?" The burly man said his name.

"My surname is Yang." Yang Muyun thought for a moment, but still didn't say out his name. After all, there were many people who wanted to kill him in Shattered Leaf City.

Hearing Yang Muyun's words, Zhang Hao did not get angry, after all, he had to guard against people, and what he did was the right thing to do.

Of course, Yang Muyun didn't know that the Zhang Hao in front of him was a commanding officer of the Black Armored Army. He was also one of the first ones to pass through the Shattered Leaf City's city gates.

Zhang Hao also did not know that the 'Young Master Yang' in front of him was the person their Black Armored Army was after, Yang Muyun. This was their mission to Shattered Leaf City.

The two of them chatted for a while, then had another round of drinks. The two chatted happily as they drank. At some point, the young shop owner had been attracted by them and sat down.

The store was located in a secluded area. Other than Yang Muyun and Zhang Hao who were talking loudly, there was no other sound. However, Yang Muyun suddenly heard someone speaking from outside the store.

"Aiya, little girl, don't pull me. I will just enter and have a drink, just one cup."

"No way, no way. Big sis said that you can't drink anymore. Drinking makes sense."

It sounded like a couple of adults and children singing the same tune, and the content was quite interesting.

However, why did Yang Muyun feel that these two voices sounded so familiar?