"Old Li, I have a share of this wine too. You can't monopolize it!" Old Master Leng said angrily.
"Old Leng, finder's keeper." Old Master Li hugged the wine jar tightly. He refused to let go of the wine jar.
Xiao Wang was speechless as he looked at the two famous big shots in the capital city, who were chasing each other in the courtyard.
...
After old master Li finished drinking the wine in his cup, before anyone could react, he quickly snatched the wine jar from Xiao Wang's arms. Then, Old Master Leng also came back to his senses and immediately went to fight for the jar.
Xiao Wang glanced at Old Master Gong, who was calmly sitting there drinking tea.
'These two old masters look down on young madam because she's a village farmer. But now they're fighting for the wine she brewed. This is a real faceslap!'
After an unknown amount of time, the two old masters felt a little tired.
