Following charlie Wade’s guidance, Ruyu focused on sensing how the energy from the alcohol moved through her body.


    Immersed in the experience, she suddenly felt a deep introspection, as if her consciousness had turned inward. Like a detached observer, she watched the energy drift and prate freely within her.<fn78f0> The source of th?s content is find?novel</fn78f0>


    Previously, her attempts at internal observation had barely scratched the surface. But now, with the alcohol paving the way and her spiritual energy following behind, she unexpectedly reached a profound state of endoscopy. It felt nothing short of magical.


    Sensing the effects of the alcohol fading, she nced at charlie Wade. Before she could speak, he refilled her ss.


    Ruyu felt like her body had be an engine, with the strong liquor acting as fuel to keep it running. Realizing the fuel was nearly spent, she grabbed the bottle and downed the drink in one gulp.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    This left Tawana, who had been watching from the side, stunned. She instinctively picked up the bottle and eximed, “53% alcohol? She’s drinking it like water—Miss Song can really hold her liquor?”


    charlie Wade chuckled. “Miss Song is chasing the feeling of being drunk.”


    Hearing this, Tawana felt a twinge of jealousy. They’re sharing a suite, and here she is drinking herself into a daze. Once I leave, won’t these two—both single—be left in apromising situation?


    With that thought, she grabbed an empty wine ss and said, “Mr. Wade, pour me one too. I want to feel drunk as well.”


    charlie Wade replied, “You’ve got a performance tomorrow. You shouldn’t drink too much.”


    Tawana waved it off. “The show’s not until 7 p.m.—a few drinks won’t hurt. If anything, it’ll help me sleep. I haven’t been resting well these past few days.”


    In truth, her thoughts were: Worst case, I’ll get drunk and crash here. And if anything really happens between you two—include me.


    charlie Wade didn’t read too much into it. Since Tawana offered, he simply poured her a drink and handed it over.


    Tawana hesitated at first, overwhelmed by the strong smell of alcohol. But after a moment’s pause, she steeled herself, gritted her teeth, and downed the wine.


    Having never tried white liquor before, she had clearly underestimated its potency. After just one ss, her stomach and esophagus felt like they were on fire, burning painfully.


    She forced herself to endure the searing sensation, but before it subsided, a heavy fog settled over her mind. Her head felt like it was filled with lead, her vision blurred, and dizziness set in.


    Clutching her forehead, she swallowed hard and murmured, “This wine is terrifying—like gasoline. God, I feel like I’m losing control… I’m about to pass out…”


    As she spoke, she looked up at charlie Wade with dazed eyes and pleaded softly, “Mr. Wade, if you and Miss Song want to do anything, take me with you. I don’t mind the three of us… It’spletely my choice!”


    With that, she tilted her head and fell asleep on the sofa.


    Seeing that she wasn’t faking, charlie Wade let her lie there and ignored her. Ruyu opened her eyes and asked curiously, “Mr. Wade, Miss Tawana just said we should take her with us. Does she want to cultivate too?”


    charlie Wade waved dismissively. “Cultivate, my ass.”


    Still puzzled, Ruyu asked, “What did she mean just now? I didn’t understand…”


    “You don’t need to understand,” charlie Wade said, shaking his head with an awkward expression. Then he asked, “Anyway, how do you feel now?”


    Ruyu, oblivious to the suggestive undertones in Tawana’s words, simply nodded. Since charlie Wade seemed unwilling to exin further, she didn’t press the matter. Instead, she focused on her progress and replied seriously, “Mr. Wade, I followed your instructions without trying to control the alcohol’s effect. It really felt like I reached a deeper level of internal observation. Now, my perception feels sharper than ever.”