Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1535 – Chapter 1535 Chapter 1522 Level
Chapter 1535: Chapter 1522: Level-9 Sommelier, Is She the Ancestor's Destined Person?_1 Chapter 1535: Chapter 1522: Level-9 Sommelier, Is She the Ancestor's Destined Person?_1 “The newer batches are at the front, the older ones at the back, and those under ten years should be arranged separately.”
She pointed to the sorted Spiritual Wines and instructed the servant.
The servant then checked whether the arrangement was correct based on the secret symbols engraved on the wine glasses.
Soon enough, the result was out.
It was completely correct, without the slightest error.
Jiang Chenxi and his two companions were dumbfounded.
*
“Clap, clap, clap!”
The lady in red led the applause in the guest room. The manager of the Fuxin Business Firm witnessed the marvelous scene and couldn't help but reveal an expression of astonishment.
“I admire your outstanding skill, Immortal.”
The lady in red, Jiang Manyun, gracefully walked to Lin Qingluo. Bringing with her a gust of fragrant wind, she personally handed over a VIP Token engraved with the Fuxin Business Firm's emblem.
“It's but a trivial skill, not worth mentioning.”
Lin Qingluo turned over the token and found, carved in seal script on the back, the words 'Sommelier Level Nine'. She gave a modest smile, and tucked it away neatly.
“Your modesty, Immortal.”
Jiang Manyun approached the wine jar brought from the Human Realm, her finger gently brushed across the jar's opening, a charming smile spreading across her face.
“If it is not too audacious of me to ask, would you be willing to part with this jar of wine and gift it to me?”
“Just a jar of wine.”
Lin Qingluo readily agreed, “Since you like it, it is yours.”
“You are very generous, Immortal.”
Jiang Manyun was pleased, her eyebrows lifted in joy, adding to her captivating charm.
“No need to be formal.”
Lin Qingluo, her goal achieved, decided not to stay any longer and bid farewell with a salute.
“Safe travels, Immortal.”
Jiang Manyun personally escorted them out of the Fuxin Business Firm.
“Until we meet again.”
Lin Qingluo waved, her silhouette elegantly leaving the scene.
Jiang Manyun watched her figure disappear from her sight, then slowly brought back her thoughtful gaze.
“This girl is very special, could she be the one our Ancestor is looking for?”
A middle-aged beautiful woman appeared from thin air, standing side by side with her.
“Master, do you suspect her to be the destined one for the Ancestor?”
Facing her Master, Jiang Manyun's demeanor changed abruptly.The coquettish charm disappeared, replaced with seriousness in her eyes, as if she became a different person.
“I'm merely guessing, not certain.”
The middle-aged woman instructed seriously, “Have someone look into her background. Once we have definitive news, report immediately.”
“Your disciple obeys.”
Jiang Manyun lowered her gaze modestly, her expression respectful.
The middle-aged woman nodded in satisfaction, her figure flashed, disappearing into thin air.
“Sister.”
“Sister Manyun.”
Jiang Chenxi and his two companions, seeing that the middle-aged woman had left, ran out of the first-floor hall towards Jiang Manyun.
“That jar of wine…”
“That woman…”
The three spoke simultaneously. Two talked about wine, only Jiang Chenxi was thinking about the wine's owner.
“The wine will not be given to you. It will be distilled and studied by the sommelier of the business firm.”
Jiang Manyun looked solemn as she turned to Jiang Chenxi and said softly, “As for this woman's identity, I don't know much about it either. We'll discuss it further once we've investigated.”
“Sister.”
Jiang Chenxi's eyes turned and he affectionately held his sister's arm, “How long do you plan to stay in Licheng?”
“Probably, two months.”
Jiang Manyun did not hide the fact, “We will go back after the Ascension Tournament.”
“Great.”
Jiang Chenxi was delighted, “I also want to see the excitement and accompany my sister in Licheng.”
“You, stop using me as an excuse. I don't need your company.”
Jiang Manyun gently poked his forehead, her eyes filled with indulgence,”The selection of disciples by the Ethereal Immortal Palace, which takes place once every three years, is about to start after the New Year. You should also settle down and practice well.”
Chapter end
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