Xiao Zhou stayed silent and did not rush Ke Meng.
Although Xiao Zhou had more years of experience, Ke Meng was far ahead of him in both contributions and strength.
He could not go wrong listening to Ke Meng.
Zhou Mo had already developed an instinctive trust in Ke Meng that required no thought. Along the way, Ke Meng had created too many historic legends, each achievement reaching heights ordinary people could hardly attain.
Zhou Mo sat to one side with a glass in hand, taking slow sips and listening quietly. He suspected something was wrong with the bartender.
This Moonlight Bar had been open for a long time. Xiao Zhou had discussed its age with Ke Meng, and both felt there was something suspicious about the oldest Moonlight Bar.
Their main reason for suspecting this bar was that vampires were also a long-lived race. If vampires had existed decades ago, then the Moonlight Bar was well worth investigating too.
Xiao Zhou had just made a full circuit of the bar without finding any clues, but his sensitive nose had picked up a peculiar scent.
The scent was extremely rare. He had never smelled it before.
Since this was his first encounter with it, his mind instinctively grew curious about the scent.
Xiao Zhou glanced casually at the bartender. He could see nothing unusual about him, so all he could do was wait.
"What does a hundred-thousand-yuan drink taste like?" Ke Meng asked with a smile.
The bartender smiled. "It tastes very different. This is a liquor our bar has treasured for fifty years. Would you like to try it?"
Ke Meng considered it for two seconds. "Two glasses."
"Very generous, sir," the bartender praised with a smile, then added, "One moment, please."
The bartender turned and took a sealed