Domino Wine

A creaking sound occurred as Vernon pushed the door of the tavern open.

Time seemed to have paused and as he stepped inside the tavern, everyone had their eyes glued to him.

They stared at him, with each one of them having a bewildered expression on their face. It was evident that they weren't expecting arrival inside the tavern.

However, ignoring the gaze of everyone in the tavern, Vernon's eyes moved toward the attendant.

As he made eye contact with the black-haired woman behind the counter, Vernon placed his hand behind his back and began walking towards her.

"Hello." He said.

A nod came from the woman after she spoke, and Vernon said, "How much is the finest liquor here?"

His tone was neither polite nor rude.

And while none of the people in the tavern had made a move yet, they excluded an aura of superiority.

An overbearing aura to be precise…