A few days later, a noble manor in the immortal fortress city.
"Commander Leicester, have another drink." The master of the manor gave a look, and the servant standing beside him with a bottle came forward respectfully and slowly filled a glass of wine for Leicester.
Lester was slightly drunk, but he still drank the good wine freely.
He came from a poor family and never studied wine. But there is still a clear difference between good wine and cheap goods, which can be tasted.
"General Tommy, how much is this thing?" Leicester asked vulgarly.
"It's not worth money." General Tommy smiled quietly