"Chen Zhi, you are a piece of mortal waste, worthy only of being your sister's scapegoat!"
My fiancé kicked me off the sacrificial altar, and my family treated me like a worn-out shoe.
But none of them thought that my hands, which only know how to make wine, would strangle the lifeblood of the entire world of immortality in the future.
When they knelt down and begged me for a cup of "worry-relieving brew", I smiled:
"Want to drink? First ask the group of big demons behind me and the sword in my hand if they want to drink!"
