"Kuan, this isn't right,"
The bartender looked troubled and didn't take the aphrodisiac that Kuan passed to him.
Wu always cherishes his reputation, and Dao, as the chief of Wu's four heavenly kings, also took this very seriously.
If Wu found out he was drugging guests' drinks, he could toss him into the sea to feed the fishes by tomorrow.
The bartender whispered, "This would break Dao's rules."
Kuan's eyebrows furrowed, and he was about to erupt.
His flunky then whispered to the bartender, "What rules? Are rules meant to control Kuan?"
"Kuan, I, I..."
The bartender trembled, unsure of what to do.
On one hand were the bar's rules; on the other, Kuan truly was not someone he could afford to offend.
"Stop the nonsense. It's not the first time Kuan has done this; we can just compensate the lady a bit more afterwards. Give me the drink."
The flunky snatched the cocktail the bartender had prepared, quickly sprinkled the aphrodisiac into it, and then handed it to the waiter.
