Chapter 1398

Just then, Michael returned to the room.

He had not gone to the restroom. Instead, he had rushed out to find the waitress. However, he must have been a step too late, as he could not locate her anywhere. He was regretful—if only he had not claimed the wine was fake.

When he saw another bottle of wine on the table, he paused and asked, "What's that?"

"Henry brought that out. Unfortunately, it's just an ordinary bottle of Maotai. It's not even the Flying Fairy Maotai," Deric said.

Henry glanced at Deric with disdain as if he were staring at an idiot. He remarked casually, "Is that so?"

"Of course!" Deric replied confidently.

"Have you never heard of Flying Fairy Maotai's predecessor?" Henry asked.

Deric was momentarily taken aback—he genuinely did not know. He preferred red wine and was not well-versed in the intricacies of hard liquor.

"Five-Star Maotai!" Michael interjected, showing that he had a deep knowledge of alcohol.

His eyes lit up as he asked eagerly, "Is that a bottle