The man flashed a charming smile, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Sure, take a seat. I guess I have a high tolerance for alcohol," he replied nonchalantly, a hint of mystery in his tone.
As Lyra observed him closely, she noticed the way he sipped the drink casually, seemingly unaffected by the sheer volume of alcohol he had consumed. His relaxed demeanor and clear speech were in stark contrast to what she had expected from someone who had just downed 12 bottles of liquor.
Intrigued, Lyra couldn't help but ask, "How do you manage to drink so much without getting drunk? It's quite impressive, to be honest."
The man chuckled softly, a twinkle in his eye. "Let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve. It's all about pacing yourself and knowing your limits," he explained cryptically,
