Everyone was filled with curiosity and envy, turning their heads to look.
Rong Qin widened her eyes, surprised that he had chosen her at a glance. She pointed to herself, "Me?"
The manager promptly spoke, "If Young Master Jue calls you, it's you. Hurry over!"
Rong Qin felt a surge of excitement in her heart. She quickly stepped forward, but as soon as she reached the man, Mo Nanjue raised his hand to stop her from getting closer, "Stay there."
The manager brought over several bottles of whisky, opening them one by one according to the man's instructions.
Mo Nanjue crossed a leg, raised his eyes to look at her, "Drink them all."
Rong Qin was taken aback, "What?"
"To be my woman, you must know how to drink," Mo Nanjue tapped the crystal table twice with his fingers, "Let me see your courage."
Rong Qin looked at the whisky on the table; they were all large bottles. Even if they were filled with water instead of alcohol, drinking them would be overwhelming...
