C229 Alliances

The bar's lights were very dim, the orange lights fell on a man on the bar's counter. That man was half-sprawled on the bar's counter, holding a bottle of wine with one hand and continuously drinking himself drunk.

Everyone who passed by couldn't help casting a curious glance at him, as if they had never seen anyone drink in a bar like this.

The man didn't care. He drank from bottle to bottle