"You good-for-nothing brat, you still haven't learned to be respectful You're eighteen now, it's time you packed your things and left this mountain. Don't bother me anymore." The old man’s face was full of fake kindness as he blew his beard and glared with a mocking smile.,He had always been following his master to practice on the mountain. Even when he went down the mountain, he would still wander around various villages in the mountains with his master. This was his first time in a bustling metropolis, so he looked around curiously at everything new and strange.,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"。