"Happy birthday, young shepherd!" An elderly man, though appearing frail and withered with years, was in fact robust and vigorous, with an air of ethereal grace. He beamed with kindness at a handsome young man.,Ji Wan Yun's smile froze again. A million-dollar bottle of Romanée-Conti! It was a world-renowned rare vintage, and after spending a fortune to get one, it was only "okay",He was dressed in such a bizarre manner. It was sweltering summer, yet he wore a thick fur coat, completely obscuring himself. Even his feet were encased in thick woolen boots...。