People stared and stared at the treasures with greed but unable to figure out a plan.

“Grandpa, I have a bottle of spring wine, the finest brew from our Leaf-flow Kingdom, do you want a sip?” A youth opened a bottle and the salivating fragrance of this wine permeated the air.

“Damn, that’s good wine.” The smell made people swallow their saliva.

“This is our finest wine, of course it will be good.” The youth was quite proud. It wasn’t easy for him to make something like this.

“Grandpa, how about it?” He raised the cup before the old man.

Alas, the same inaction happened just like before.

The youth unhappily put away the wine and went back to the sideline.

“Grandpa,...