The atmosphere and style of the tavern made Abraham feel very at ease. There weren't many people, and they were all seated sparsely. There were already some tipsy customers in the tavern, perhaps due to the alcohol being too good, or because they didn't have good alcohol tolerance. This tavern was unlike usual ones that were full of noise.
Abraham chose a seat in the corner which faced a wall. He sat alone, and was not worried about being recognized or disturbed.
All he wanted to do was to drink quietly. He did not want to think. He just wanted to get drunk, go home, and sleep. Everything else could wait until tomorrow.
Not long later, Mag brought out three side dishes and a bottle of Maotai to Abraham.
"Thank you," Abraham thanked Mag, but his gaze was already attracted by the three side dishes.
