Ji Dong said to Du Ming, "Make some ice cubes for everyone, three per person, one inch in diameter. No matter what year the whiskey is from, it can be a bit harsh. Adding ice will enrich its flavor, and also remove the smokiness. When the ice has melted by one-third, that's when the flavor is at its best."
"Yes, teacher," Du Ming raised his right hand, a faint black light flickered through the air with a gentle swirl, causing the room's temperature to drop slightly. In the next moment, when the black light faded, three crystal clear ice cubes had appeared in each person's glass.
Seeing this scene, the girls pouring drinks all showed a hint of surprise, but their good training prevented them from exclaiming aloud. The most curious of all was a girl called Piao Piao by Ji Dong's side. By his looks, Ji Dong was clearly the youngest one there, yet how had he become everyone's teacher?
