Lord of Mysteries - Chapter 902
“That’s good.”
He paused for a moment before saying, “Aren’t you inviting me for a cup?”
“A fellow like you who only seeks high-proof alcohol has no way of appreciating fine wine.” Cielf pulled at his flaxen-colored hair and moved to the side to make way.
Alger walked in staidly, and with just one glance, he had taken in the entire area into his eyes.
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