After drinking a part of it, he looked at Maria. It was as if he just drank a normal soup.

“Trust me. It might not be very tasty, but it doesn't taste bitter. Drink some first, and you'll know." This time, Anthony's tone became firmer, as if there was a trace of authority in it. He also wouldn't let this go until Maria obeyed him.

Finally, Maria took the cup from Anthony's hand. But there was still an evident hesitation on her face as she pouted.

Then, her lips eventually touched the rim, and she carefully took a small sip.

Immediately after, her eyes slightly widened. To her surprise, the horrible-looking tonic tea was not bitter at all.