The Black Widow drank a sip of "Death in an Instant," and despite the strong liquor, it couldn't make her even frown, as if she had already grown accustomed to its strength.
"Did he say anything while he was drinking?"
Suddenly, the Black Widow turned to the bartender, a glimmer of something flashing in the depths of her eyes.
"He? Sister Qin, do you mean that young man who beat the God of Alcohol in drinking?" the bartender asked, puzzled.
The Black Widow nodded slightly.
The bartender was very surprised. Why was Sister Qin interested in that guy? Still, he said, "He mentioned that the drink was interesting and contained a sadness and helplessness, like the roses in this drink, which are beautiful, yet can only float in the 'blood' and slowly wither away. He also said that the person who created this drink must be heartbroken and he would like to meet them if he had the chance."
