Upon hearing this, Lie Yan fell silent. She set down her wineglass and sighed. "Your wine is very good, but I don't really like the emotion within it."
That was only natural.
After all, Lie Yan was not familiar with Ji Dong at this point, and they had no emotional foundation. The feelings contained in this glass of wine could be said to mirror Ji Dong's emotions at the moment of his death in his previous life.
Therefore—
If one could not empathize with Ji Dong, those feelings could not move Lie Yan.
It would have been one thing for an ordinary person, but Lie Yan was a god. Moreover, her Spiritual Power had previously followed Zhou Qing to witness the joy of the intelligent life forms in the Eighteen Layers of the Underground World as the lava flowed, leaving a trace of emotion in her heart. How could she so readily accept such intensely individualistic, heroic feelings?
Ji Dong's Golden Crow's Fall was simply too sorrowful.
However—
"I believe you have a better chance of winning." Lie Yan watched Zhou Qing carefully savoring her stored wine once more, fanning his mouth with one hand as he drank and stuck out his tongue. Her face twitched.
Ji Dong was equally speechless. In that state, could he even mix a drink? Even if Ji Dong had just explained the entire recipe in full, this fellow probably would not be able to make it.
"Lend me the cocktail shaker."
With a wave of Zhou Qing's hand, the cocktail shaker in Ji Dong's grasp flew into Zhou Qing's hand. The remaining liquor inside was flung out with a single shake of his wrist, evaporating into the air.
The drink Zhou Qing chose to make used precisely the same recipe Ji Dong had described.