"The quality inspection team checked it. It wasn't an issue with our quality control."
Feng Jizi reappeared at the doorway and spoke to Liu Zheng.
"Then what was the problem?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Well, since there was nothing wrong with the alcohol at first, something must have gone wrong afterward."
Feng Jizi said, stroking his nonexistent magnificent beard.
"I understand. Thank you, Senior."
Though Feng Jizi had spoken rather cryptically, Liu Zheng still understood.
"You're welcome. Do you have anything else, young friend?"
"No. Then I'll take my leave first."
He clasped his hands in salute, got into his car, and headed straight for the clinic.
"I've got something urgent to handle. I'll bring you dried fish later."
Liu Zheng greeted the Sphinx before hurrying into the clinic.
"Who cares about your dried fish?"
The Sphinx muttered under her breath, then went back to playing with her Yarn Ball.
"Heading out?"
Nile Doctor asked when he saw Liu Zheng enter.
"Not yet. Something happened with French Plane Tree."
Liu Zheng told him about French Plane Tree getting drunk, causing a scene, and resisting arrest.
"That's what being a tree is like. If it became my lord's Winged Dragon, forget magma—even swimming across the surface of the sun would be no problem."
Nile Doctor took the opportunity to advertise.
"If it evolves into a Phoenix, it could swim just the same. All right, all right, stop advertising and take a look at these bottles first."
Liu Zheng handed him the evidence bag.
"What do you mean, advertising? This is spreading my lord's divine grace far and wide."
Nile Doctor retorted as he examined the bottles inside the evidence bag.
His method of examining them was simple and brutal: he shoved his tongue directly into the bottles and even swirled it around