Father and son smiled at each other. That smile contained all their emotions. Sometimes, the relationships between men were just that simple.

“You came at the right time. Come and try out my wine.” Long Tianxiao’s appearance hadn’t changed even after so many years. In fact, due to his lack of stress, he looked even younger.

“Alright, but you have to hurry back. There are guests, and it seems mom doesn’t like the fact that you’re making wine.” Long Chen smiled and received a few jugs of wine.

“Ah, your mom, she can never stop worrying about anything. I’m used to it. There are guests? Looks like you’ve had some accomplishments.” Long Tianxiao guessed something.

“Dad, is this really your wine? It’s not bad!”

“Before this, I just drank the wine without realizing that there’s such a profound essence within the Wine Dao. To tell you the truth, making wine is truly addicting. It’s like painting. You express your life’s experiences and comprehension within the wine. Tasting it is immersing yourself in the maker’s life. That kind of feeling of accomplishment...