"Urgh...!"
All of a sudden, Phainon's eyes went blank. He swiftly collapsed, unconscious.
[???]
The citizens who witnessed this immediately lost it.
[Do we even need to check the ingredients list to know if there's something wrong with this alcohol?]
[It worked faster than a sedative.]
[Call a doctor! Baby Phainon, don't die, waaah...]
"..." Yan Huan slowly crouched beside the unconscious Phainon and carefully checked his condition.
His face and neck were flushed, and he reeked of alcohol.
He looked drunk.
"Is there a possibility," Apophis, standing beside him, reminded him, "that Lord Bai E simply has a terrible alcohol tolerance, and it has nothing to do with the apple wine...?"
"Really? Then why don't you take a sip?"
As one of the hosts of Fagina's feast, Apophis should know how to drink, right?
Sure enough, Apophis picked up a cup, poured himself a little apple wine, and sniffed it first.
"Hmm... It smells quite rich and mellow. There shouldn't be a problem."
Then he downed it in one gulp.
As the wine went down, his face and neck visibly reddened as well.
"How does it feel?" Yan Huan asked.
"Mm... It tastes pretty good. It has a very authentic apple wine flavor." Apophis's face was rosy, and he had already entered a pleasantly tipsy state.
"To be honest, I enjoy tasting fine wines at home too. This apple wine doesn't surpass the king of wines in my heart, but at this price point, it's already quite good."
"After all, the price is right. It's perfect for ordinary folks like us."
"By the way, I need to use the restroom."
Watching Apophis leave stiffly, Yan Huan turned toward the camera.
"Folks, it looks like Phainon really can't hold his liquor."
"But the wine is definitely fine, so you can