The Smuggler
When the drink arrived, Hye saw a big glass cup, one that was the size of his head. It was filled with weird red liquid, one that was shimmering and shining with weird dancing blue arcs of lightning.
"Drink it, if you dare, hahahaha!" the same outlaw who suggested the drink in mockery laughed, and Hye shrugged before taking a sip off it.
The moment he did, he felt like his head was on fire! There was something that went into his body, started to quake and shake him from deep within.
He controlled himself to not tremble, while unconsciously squeezing one of the two perfect balls on the lady nymph's chest. Doing this made the latter faintly moan, before laying her head over his shoulder, breathing slowly while her eyelashes relaxed a little.
"Hey, he drank it, not you, hahahahaha!" seeing this made many laugh. But the fact that Hye tolerated this drink made them know he was someone who belonged to their circle, the vicious and tough circle.