"This liquor of mine, it's not infused with snake gall or deer antler. It's just old 'Bai Gan' liquor soaked with traditional Chinese medicine at fifty-six percent alcohol content. It's not spicy, just bitter, much more bitter than the entirety of my life. That's why every time I encounter a difficult matter, when I feel the bitterness, I take a sip of this bitter liquor. After drinking it, I know that, well, my own life isn't even as bitter as a cup of this drink."
The fluorescence on the surface of the coffee table made the murky yellow liquid in the glass even more apparent, as if it was about to become transparent. Ye Tian lowered his head, took a sip of the liquor, and frowned, bitter! Truly bitter, so bitter that it seemed to force everything eaten to be vomited out when it went down to the intestines and flowed into the stomach.
