Before entering the mirrored space, Ke Wen glanced at the fine wine that Uriel put on the bench.

He couldn't help asking: "Is my wine not to your liking?"

"I have drunk all kinds of fine wine." Uriel replied reservedly.

"Is it…"

Ke Wen chuckled, and raised his hand to call for a wine glass.

He hung his palm over the mouth of the cup, pouring the rich holy light into the wine.

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