Chapter 47: Is It Wine That I Care about?

At that time, in a bar in Chicago the environment was very noisy. There were two figures in the corner. One kept pouring wine into his mouth, the other smoked quietly beside him, neither obstructing nor persuading him.

When another bottle of wine came to the bottom, Leo finished smoking a cigarette and pinched out the cigarette butt. Finally, he was willing to take the cup from the man's hand. "Although it didn't cost you money, it didn't need to be drank like water, did it?"

The man...