Tiandu City, Golden Vase Pavilion.
In the elegant room, the sound of strings and bamboos played in successions, as graceful beauties danced swirlingly.
Two men sat on chairs, one with a formidable build, strong like a tiger and a bear, none other than Young Master Yan from the Yan Family, Yan Linghu.
The other had a slimmer figure, with sparse eyebrows and eyes, gray-white pupils, and a somewhat sinister aura, the Fire Department Deputy Commander, Jian Yinsan.
Yan Linghu had an enchanting woman in his embrace, his fan-sized palm kneading inside her collar, his voice deep as a bell, "Mr. Jian, this is a top-notch brew, available only here and even then as a limited supply..."
Jian Yinsan lifted his cup, the liquor swaying, sparkling and translucent, with quite the feel of "a jade cup bearing the luster of amber."
The taste was rich and full-bodied, with the unique fragrance of herbs; the alcohol was potent but did not irritate the throat, the flavor long-lasting.
