Any disdain he had originally felt for the Tundra Wine was long gone, replaced by pure anticipation.
"Of course. We also have fresh fried salmon. It's a great little snack to have with our Tundra Wine," the waitress said with a sweet smile.
Young Master Xu's interest was piqued. "Bring them both out, please. Thank you."
"Don't put me on the tab." Feng Shan drained his drink and stood up. "I'm heading back to the cabin. You two go easy on the drinks. We have an early start for Saint Paul Island tomorrow."
"Got it!" Su Ziweng's mind was now completely focused on tasting the Tundra Wine. Feng Shan's warning went in one ear and out the other.
Feng Shan shook his head helplessly.
He shot a look at the waitress.
'The message was clear: when it came time to pay, she was to charge them what they owed, no favors for him.'
The waitress nodded, understanding completely.
Outside the bar, the sky had already gone dark.
