Chapitre 135: Why Are Ghosts So Bad At Lying?

"~Hmm~ This is good stuff…" He said with his eyes closed, savoring the taste of the drink.

"It slaps my taste buds. Natural and fresh but also a little bit liquorish." Dara commented as he opened his eyes to see a smug grin on Aunt Lin's face;

"You made this!?" He asked in apparent surprise as Aunt Lin nodded;

"What do you think?" She asked as he nodded repeatedly his head with an impressed smile.

"This is immaculate. Can you mass-produce this?"

"Um. It takes only about ten minutes to make this jug, but if I had more hands, we should be able to make at least five of it in as much time."

"I'm definitely getting you more hands. As a matter of fact, I think it's time you stop getting your hands dirty and instead have people do it whilst you simply supervise."

"Meh. Then what would I be doing with my free time?"