"Kennel master, come out. I'm here on behalf of Lord Marsh, I can't just return without discussing anything. I apologize for what I said earlier."
Sutton pulled out several tissues and wiped the wine off his face.
The smell was pungent.
The alcohol was too strong.
He couldn't understand why anyone would drink such potent liquor.
Weren't they afraid of poisoning?
Besides the spiciness, what else could it taste like?
Sutton sheathed his sword and sat back down in his chair.
But apart from the DJ's loud music and noisy voices, there were no other disturbances around him.
"I'll punish myself with three drinks." Sutton picked up the X.O on the table, filled three glasses, and downed them in one go.
The matter of the Divine Artifact had happened.
Just as Sutton finished the third glass, the kennel master suddenly appeared across from him.
"Kid, recognizing your own position, I'm satisfied. Speaking of which, I think I've heard of you before."
