C79 Young Master Zhao, Good Health!

Zhao Yu had sensed something was off with the wine bottle and the whiteboard from the get-go. While spinning the bottle, he covertly channeled his internal energy to shatter the magnetic mechanism hidden within.

"..."

Zhao Yu's face was the picture of discomfort.

After downing one glass, his stomach had churned tumultuously. And now, he faced another...

No choice remained