Ye Chen lifted the wine cup before him and held it beneath his nose for a sniff.
In an instant, that refreshing fragrance filled Ye Chen's soul.
He closed his eyes, quietly sensing the ripples spreading through his mind like waves on water.
That delightful sensation made it all too easy to become intoxicated and unable to pull away.
Ye Chen finally understood why this unique wine was called "Drunken Immortal Brew."
After indulging in it for only a moment, Ye Chen opened his eyes.
He knew perfectly well that the pleasure in his mind was merely an illusion created by unique chakra fluctuations.
If he sank into it and could not pull away, it would leave a deep imprint on his consciousness.
Just like the three young women in this partitioned booth: precisely because they had tasted Drunken Immortal Brew, they had willingly become its "captives."
Why had those three young women become so excited when Jiraiya offered Drunken Immortal Brew as the stakes?
Why had they been willing to sell their "charms" just to play a game of truth?
The unique flavor of Drunken Immortal Brew was only the superficial reason. The real reason was that Drunken Immortal Brew was addictive...
Ye Chen raised his cup and brought the wine, which resembled autumn waters beneath the moon, to his lips.
The wine felt soft and smooth in his mouth, with traces of sweetness and almost none of the sharp bite of alcohol.
It slid down his throat into his stomach, like a warm current flowing through his body.
Most memorable of all was the fragrance of its sweet aftertaste.
Neither rich nor intense, it was as delicate and elegant as an orchid, calming his entire state of mind.
Somewhat reluctantly, Ye Chen released the breath gathered in his