Lu Yin looked at Zhaoran and asked curiously, "Besides tea, is there nothing special to drink in the mansion?" He remembered having specialty drinks at Day Star Shipping and the Purple Jade Chamber of Commerce. They had tasted quite good.
Zhaoran thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "There is. I'll go find some."
Lu Yin shook his head. "No need. Maybe next time." He suddenly remembered that little tavern.
When he had first arrived on True Yu Star, Second Prince Duke Yu Shan had invited him to share a drink. From then on, Lu Yin had grown fond of that little tavern. It was like a quiet corner in a bustling place: he could see the bar's commotion and the capital's prosperity, yet remain undisturbed, as if separated from it all by another world. There, he could enjoy a brief moment of peace.
Though he had not gone often, Lu Yin always found himself thinking of the place.
It represented the uncertainty of his first days on True Yu Star, and he missed that time.
It had been more than eight years since his first visit to True Yu Star.
"Boss, bring me a pot of wine and two small dishes." Lu Yin stepped into the little tavern. The wine smelled cheap, but it was comforting.
The lighting was dim, and the boss's face was hard to make out. Lu Yin couldn't be bothered to disguise himself. He simply sat there, sipping his wine one mouthful at a time. The small dishes were as refreshing as ever.
Before long, a group came out of the bar. They didn't seem to have had enough to drink, so they came to the little tavern.
Drinking here was completely different from drinking at the bar.
Some people looked down on