Amidst cheers and exclamations, a middle-aged man with a thick beard stepped forward.

"New guy, what kind of drink did you mix for Mary? I've never seen her get knocked out so easily before."

"Would the guest like to try it?"

Gu Xinghe felt like he was a villain, waiting for brave people to come up and challenge him.

"Of course."

Sitting next to Mary, who had already fainted, the new customer showed great interest in the drinks Gu Xinghe had made.

Then he saw a glass of bright red liquor placed on the bar.

"This is?"

As a regular at the tavern, he boasted that he had tasted every drink in the tavern.

But it was the first time he had ever seen a cocktail of this color.

"[Misfortune]? Didn't you see that?"

I really didn't notice.

[But if it's a low-alcohol drink like "Unlucky Star," then there's nothing to be afraid of, right?]

Gu Xinghe listened as the person muttered to himself.

However, about half an hour later—

The bar counter in front of Gu Xinghe was already filled with seven or eight customers who had fainted in their seats and were almost foaming at the mouth.

The middle-aged man who had confidently declared he had nothing to fear was clearly the second to fall.

"I...I saw...real doom..."

After saying this, the last customer, who was barely clinging to consciousness, finally gave up and collapsed with a "thud".

Against the backdrop of the guests who had fallen one by one around them.

This strangely evokes a sense of tragic grandeur reminiscent of the philosopher's saying, "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

From then on, no one dared to challenge Gu Xinghe's cocktails.

There is no question of showing mercy or targeting anyone; Gu Xinghe's wine is truly for all.

Seeing this "grand occasion", no one dared to come to the bar that Gu Xinghe was in charge of to drink anymore.

Poor bartending skills can lead to customer complaints.

Does not exist.

Once the person who filed the complaint is dealt with, no one else will file complaints against him.