The scumbag’s situation was comparable to that of the rich kid infamously known for eating shit who was all over the Internet…

Kenneth drank the urine in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and urged hurriedly, “Where’s the medicine? Quick! Give it to me now!”

Charlie took the bowl of thick black medicinal soup from the servant and secretly sprinkled a little bit of the magical elixir’s scraps into the soup.

Then, he handed the soup to Kenneth and said with a smile, “Here, Mr. Wilson!”

The strong urine smell was lingering in Kenneth’s mouth that he needed something to ease the awfulness, so he quickly took a big sip of the soup when he got it.

The bitterness almost knocked him out after the big sip.

He had never tasted anything so damn bitter in his life. It was like a tonne of licorice slices melted into this bowl of medicinal soup.

Besides, not only was the medicine bitter, but it also burned badly!

As soon as his tongue touched the soup, it went numb, followed by the whole mouth. As