"Continue like this, and I'll tell the Building Owner," the maid replied impatiently.
"I've never seen anyone causing trouble in the Eternal Ancient Tower."
"Maybe I'm being overbearing, but I give you two options," Xu Zimei stated calmly.
"Either I owe you a favor, and you give me a jar of Immortal Brew,
or I take it myself."
"If there's no Immortal Brew Island, there simply isn't any, even if you try to take it, you won't be able to," the maid inhaled deeply, saying.
"We're not brewing during this period on Immortal Brew Island."
"My friend, no need to trouble him," just then, the door of the private room nearby was opened.
On it was inscribed the three large characters for Qin Emperor Island.
The one who emerged was a middle-aged man.
He seemed quite powerful, with two followers by his side.
"Immortal Brew Island has been unsettled lately; they don't have any Immortal Brew at all.
