113: Chapter 113 [Louis XIII Black Pearl] 113: Chapter 113 [Louis XIII Black Pearl] Second update!

Arriving at the depths of the secret passage, the thick, dark coffee-colored European wooden door exuded a simple glow amid the dappled light and shadow, possessing a deeply hidden nostalgic style.

Pushing open the heavy door of the dining room, what unfolded before his eyes was a spacious and luxurious space.

Gorgeous crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, refracting dreamlike, kaleidoscopic colors from every angle.

Soft saxophone music from an old Western phonograph filled the entire room.

Every corner of the room had been carefully arranged; the floor was waxed, polished, and emitted a subtle red glow.

Every inch of this place was exquisite, and every decoration was fitting.

Ye Chenfeng found it hard to imagine that such a luxurious space existed within a dark and damp wine cellar.

At the farthest reaches of his gaze, seated on a genuine leather sofa, was a person dressed in a tailored Italian handmade suit, emanating an elegant temperament, handsome features, and a natural nobility.

“You’ve arrived?”

“So the famous ‘Wine Immortal’ actually lives here!” Ye Chenfeng laughed, then nonchalantly sank into the sofa.

“What would you like?” Li Yang stood up, a bright gleam flashing through his clear eyes.

“What do you have here?” Ye Chenfeng countered.

“How about a Louis XIII Black Pearl?” Li Yang smiled.

“Oh?

You have such a treasure?” Ye Chenfeng’s eyes clearly brightened.

Li Yang laughed, walked straight to the famous painting on the wall, and rolled it up to reveal a grid of deep red secret compartments.

He extended his slender, fair fingers to gently touch the compartments.

His fingers then moved delicately, light as flowing water.

It was as if his fingers were dancing, casting trails of afterimages.

Intricate red lines emerged in a complex swirl.

“Click!”

At the sound, a secret compartment sprang open!

Immediately, dazzling light burst forth, casting strange colors too bright for the eye to bear.

Inside the exquisitely carved compartment lay a crystal bottle, quietly radiating mesmerizing brilliance.

The mysterious black crystal bottle was inlaid with platinum; the neck was decorated with 24k pure gold, and its impeccable shape played with the light that passed, reflected, and turned, creating a perfect luster, flashing metallic silver, deep black, quiet blue, and rosewood red hues among many.

Light and shadow intertwined, making the golden hue of the liquor inside the bottle even more resplendent!

This was a bottle of Louis XIII Black Pearl, of which there were only 358 bottles in the world!

With each bottle consumed, one less remained.

Carved on the bottle’s delicate label was the number “299,” marking it as the 299th Louis XIII Black Pearl, reflecting its value!

Otherwise, Li Yang would not treasure this bottle so dearly, designing such a mechanism!

“Louis XIII comes from the Rémy Martin family’s private cellar’s extremely rare Tierçon barrels, known for their particularly rich flavor.

You have this treasure?” Ye Chenfeng smiled.

“I was lucky enough to spend a great deal of money at an auction in France to get it!” Li Yang laughed.

Ye Chenfeng’s mood shifted from teasing to a sincere reverence, holding the Louis XIII Black Pearl close to his heart, his eyes shining brightly, fixated on the black crystal bottle in wonder.

His serious demeanor was reminiscent of a seasoned archaeologist studying an ancient artifact, yet the stern expression, coupled with his resolute face, inadvertently exuded an attractive aura.

The Black Pearl’s unique luster dazzled, and its unpredictable optical effects were extended at this moment.

With a hand as pale and slender as his, Ye Chenfeng held the black crystal bottle in a posture so elegant it was flawless.

His eyes reflected a bright light as he watched the golden liquid of the Black Pearl flow slowly.

A lazy smile crept onto his lips, “You say the rich are capricious.

A bottle of wine actually costs so much money!

Ordinary folks would have to earn for several lifetimes to afford one bottle!”

“Yes, the world is forever controlled by money.

Countless people are slaves to it their entire lives, but ordinary folks don’t even have the privilege to be slaves to money!” Li Yang heaved a deep sigh.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head, “Money will always be a figment.

Only what’s here,” he said, pointing at his heart, “is real.”

“Oh my great Divine King, I am fortunate to see you once again!”

Suddenly, the mood shifted.

Wine Immortal Li Yang slowly bent his knee to kneel on the ground, his eyes filled with a believer’s profound devotion.

He gently took Ye Chenfeng’s hand and kissed it, murmuring softly, “Dragon Blood forged, the supreme military spirit.

The Divine King is with God!”

Hair hanging low, Ye Chenfeng’s hazy, bewildered eyes concealed a blade-like gaze that now shot forth simultaneously, “Dragon Blood forged, the supreme military spirit.

The Divine King is with God!”

“Do you know, Divine King?

When the Dragon Knight Forbidden Army was annihilated three years ago, I just happened to be on a mission in the Divine Land.

After the incident occurred, I rushed over without a moment’s delay.

I wanted to find my comrades-in-arms, my eternal Divine King.

But all I found was a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood!

I couldn’t believe that our great Dragon Knight Forbidden Army was just gone, and I refused to believe that my great Divine King had vanished.

I’ve been waiting, ****, every moment of every night, longing for the moment when I could don the Dragon Knight Forbidden Army mask again!” Li Yang was nearly in tears.

Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled into a bitter smile, “Let the past be the past.

Isn’t life pretty good now?”

“Divine King, I don’t believe you’ve lost your fighting spirit.

Are you really content to be an ordinary person?

Those brothers who died, and Dragon Knights all over the world, they all hope for the day we can rebuild the Dragon Knight Forbidden Army, even if just for the fallen Queen…”

“Enough!” A cold voice came through, giving Li Yang the sensation of falling into an ice cavern that had lasted for ten thousand years.

“Have you truly let go, Divine King?

If you had really let go, you wouldn’t have come looking for me!” Li Yang continued, despite the pressure heavy as Mount Tai.

Ye Chenfeng smiled indifferently, “I have let go.

I will be getting married soon!”

“What?

Divine King, you’re getting married?” Li Yang was genuinely shocked.

“Yes!”

“What’s she like?” Li Yang asked curiously.

“She’s the kindest girl I’ve ever met!

I’ll introduce you to her when I get a chance!” There was a contemplative look in Ye Chenfeng’s eyes as his thoughts wandered far away, and his eyes, deep and weathered, held a moving story.

Li Yang expressed an eager demeanor, “So that’s it.

No wonder you, Divine King, have been able to let go!”

Ye Chenfeng’s expression softened, “Right, I need to know where Fourth Master is!”

“Fourth Master?” Li Yang’s eyes shifted.

“Yes, tell me his address!” Ye Chenfeng said calmly.

“Has the Fourth Master offended you, Divine King?

Do you want me to go…” Li Yang trailed off.

Ye Chenfeng glared at him, “No need.

I will handle it myself!”