Luo Feng sat at the table, glanced at the waiter, and tapped the table, "You forgot your towel."
"Oh, I nearly forgot, thank you for the reminder, young hero."
The waiter hurried over, hands trembling as he picked up the towel, about to leave when Luo Feng picked up the wine pot and suddenly asked, "By the way, what kind of wine is this?"
The waiter froze in his steps, secretly lamenting his misfortune, forced a smile and replied, "This is Flower Jade Wine, brewed from Spirit Flowers handpicked by fourteen-year-old maidens after incense burning and bathing at midnight and blended with morning dew, giving it a virgin fragrance and dew-like purity. It's the finest wine in the tavern."
Luo Feng nodded, smoothly poured a cup of wine, turned his head and smiled, "Beautiful scenery, drinking alone intoxicatingly. Come, let me treat you to a cup."
