"Good riddance." The old man's face was full of both joy and reluctance as he watched Chen Mu leave...,It was July, with scorching heat blanketing the land. The intense sun baked the earth.,Ji Wan Yun's smile froze again. A million-dollar bottle of Romanée-Conti! It was a world-renowned rare vintage, and after spending a fortune to get one, it was only "okay"。
