Chapter 1207: Should be called a talent
On the eighth shot, Zoren grabbed Penny’s arm. "That’s enough, Penny."
"But this drink tastes like bull, but it has no effect at all." Penny frowned. "I need it to work."
"Can you just tell them without bringing her out?"
"I can," Penny shot Atlas a look. "But to be honest, I don’t want to be reminded of him, especially the previous life."
"Why?"
"You were mean, and the last person I met." Her answer was quick. "And even though you were all relatively terrible to me, you—ah."
Penny’s words cut off as a sharp pain struck the back of her head. It felt like someone had just punched her or hit her with a hammer.
"Penny!" Zoren quickly steadied her, his hands firm on her shoulders. He grabbed the shot glass from her hand, spilling some of the drink onto himself. "That’s enough now."
Zoren, who was usually deferential to Atlas, cast him a firm look. "That’s enough for now, First Brother. I know you’re curious. However, this is too abrupt, and my wife isn’t ready. Not now. Please."
"I’m not in a rush." Keeping his cool, Atlas slowly turned his eyes to Penny. "Let’s talk about it later. Just the two of us."