My master gave me a death mission: to go down the mountain and retrieve his granddaughter.

Su Muchen carefully observed the vegetable garden for a long time before finally drawing a conclusion.

Some lower-quality medicinal herbs can mature in about three days, while some higher-quality medicinal herbs take at least a week.

Having made up his mind, Su Muchen stopped caring about the growth of the spiritual herbs, changed his clothes, and drove away from the villa.

Su Muchen originally intended to go find Liu Ziyan, but halfway there, Liu Ziyan sent him a message saying that there was an emergency board meeting that night and she wouldn't be able to get back until very late.

Bored, Su Muchen drove around the city.

Before long, Su Muchen was drawn to a street filled with flashing neon lights. He had seen this street online; it was a famous bar street in Nanjiang City.

Having never experienced the vibrant nightlife before, Su Muchen immediately decided to go and experience it.

After parking his car at the intersection, Su Muchen walked into the bar street.

Although it was past nine o'clock at night, the bar street was already bustling with people, and the deafening music could be heard dozens of meters away.

The colorful neon tubes twisted into bizarre shapes in the night, casting flickering light on the bustling crowds.

Su Muchen chose a quiet bar that wasn't too noisy and went inside. As soon as he stepped across the threshold, a smell mixed with alcohol, perfume, and tobacco hit him.

Several young women with glamorous makeup sat at the bar, gesturing and joking with the bartender as they raised their glasses.

The men and women in the booths chatted in hushed tones, occasionally bursting into soft laughter, all blending with the soothing jazz music.

Su Muchen found a seat by the window and sat down. A bunny girl waitress, wiggling her sexy hips, came over to greet him enthusiastically.

Su Muchen took the drinks menu from the bunny girl, glanced at it briefly (he didn't know much about drinks), and pointed directly to the most expensive wine in the red wine section, asking the bunny girl to bring three bottles.

Su Muchen's actions startled the bunny girls. They often had wealthy customers, but they usually just ordered some expensive drinks.

No one else is like Su Muchen, who immediately points to the most expensive red wine and orders three bottles right off the bat.

It's worth noting that the most expensive red wine here is Romanée-Conti, and the wine sold in the store is a premium dry red, which retails for around 150,000 yuan on the market.

"Handsome, are you sure you want to order the most expensive red wine, and three bottles at once?"

The bunny girl, afraid she had misheard, quickly asked to confirm.

"What, aren't you going to give me any?"

"Of course not, but... handsome, you need to look carefully. Our most expensive red wine is Romanée-Conti Grand Cru, which costs 188,880 per bottle. Are you... sure you want to order three bottles?"

"Swipe your card..."

Su Muchen didn't waste any words and simply tossed out his bank card.

Seeing Su Muchen's decisiveness, the bunny girls immediately became excited. They knew that as waitresses, they received a commission on the drinks they sold.

Especially for those high-end wines, selling just one bottle can be almost equivalent to their monthly salary, and they can earn tens of thousands of yuan in commission for just one bottle of Romanée-Conti.

The bunny girl earned over 20,000 yuan in commission from just selling these three bottles of Romanée-Conti, which was equivalent to four or five months' salary. How could she not be excited?

The bunny girl went straight to the counter, grabbed a card reader, and swiped over 500,000 on the spot. Only after the card reader spat out the printed paper did the bunny girl feel relieved, knowing that her commission of over 20,000 was secure.

Soon, the three bottles of high-end red wine that Su Muchen ordered were placed on the table, and the bunny girl directly acted as his personal waitress, serving Su Muchen alone.

Someone spending over 500,000 yuan at a bar is bound to attract everyone's attention.

Sure enough, the few beautiful women sitting around the bar, dressed to the nines, could no longer remain calm when they heard that someone had spent so much money at once, and that it was a young and handsome guy. They all put down their glasses and walked over to the table where Su Muchen was.

"Handsome, drinking alone is so boring. How about we sisters keep you company for a couple of drinks?"

When several young and beautiful girls tried to flirt with him, Su Muchen didn't even glance at them, calmly swirling the wine in his glass.

"Hey handsome, don't act like you have to stay away. He can't hold his liquor; he'll be drunk after just two or three drinks. And then... you know what will happen!"

Upon hearing this, Su Muchen paused for a moment while swirling his wine glass; he naturally understood what the beautiful woman meant.

Are people this open-minded nowadays? These girls look to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, yet they're more daring than those seasoned, promiscuous women.

"You said you get drunk after just two or three drinks?"

Su Muchen looked at the beautiful woman who had just spoken and teased her with a smirk.

When the beautiful woman saw that Su Muchen had paid attention to her, her eyes lit up instantly. She sat down next to Su Muchen and even took his arm, behaving very intimately.

"Handsome, she really can't hold her liquor. She gets drunk after just a little bit. You'll have to take her home!"

The beautiful woman spoke coquettishly while rubbing Su Muchen's arm with the cleavage she had squeezed out.

The companions who came with the beautiful woman were all a little disappointed and annoyed to see that she had successfully hooked up with this handsome and rich guy first.

But Su Muchen's next words left all the beauties, including the one next to him, completely stunned.

"If you can't hold your liquor, then what are you even doing trying to chat me up? I'm here to drink, not your parents. I'm not going to take you home if you drink too much. Let go..."

Su Muchen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable chill, and the fingers resting on his arm instantly froze.

The girls next to her blushed and paled in turns, their previous charm and allure completely gone, replaced by embarrassment and annoyance.

The girl who initiated the conversation bit her lip, a hint of grievance on her face: "Handsome, isn't it a bit insensitive of you to talk like that?"

"Tenderness towards women?" Su Muchen put down his wine cup, glanced at the group, and his indifference was like ice.

"I'm here to drink, not to be a sucker. Don't think I don't know what you guys are up to. You think you can pick up some rich girls just because I spent a lot? I'm not some nouveau riche who only cares about women. Trying to freeload on drinks? You're kidding me!"

These words were like a slap in the face to several girls. They usually relied on their looks to mingle with all sorts of men in the bar, always being fawned over and flattered. They had never suffered such blatant humiliation.

The girl in the lead turned pale and was about to lash out when her companion quietly tugged at her sleeve.

Her companion glanced at the three bottles of Romanée-Conti on Su Muchen's table. That was a purchase worth over 500,000 yuan. How could they afford to offend someone of that caliber?

The girl's arrogance instantly diminished. She glared fiercely at Su Muchen, stomped her foot, and led her companions away dejectedly, not forgetting to utter a harsh threat before leaving:

"Stop pretending! All you have is a little money!"

Su Muchen didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard anything, and took a sip of red wine.

The scarlet wine shimmered in the crystal glass. Su Muchen took a small sip, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

This ordinary brew, compared to the wild fruit wine brewed by my master, ultimately lacks a bit of its crispness and mellowness.