Cattaleya leaned back against the smooth stone, raising the wine jar to her lips and draining it in a single, long pull.
She didn't even pause before reaching for another, popping the seal off with a casual flick of her thumb and taking another deep swig. The sharp aroma of immortal-grade liquor filled the night air, mingling with the faint fragrance of the lake water.
Lin Mu, sitting beside her with his legs crossed, watched with faint amusement as she downed two whole bottles without a break.
Her bronze-toned throat worked rhythmically as she swallowed, her flushed face a picture of stubborn determination. Only after finishing did she sigh loudly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Phew… that's better. Needed to burn away all that tension," she muttered, setting the empty jar aside with a clink.
Lin Mu raised an eyebrow. "Cattaleya, is it fine drinking like that? Won't you stumble into the lake again if you get drunk?"
