"The drinks here are so-so, but the environment's not bad."
Akasha's silence was deafening, yet Fu Qian still did what he said he would do, getting off the carriage with pinpoint precision right in front of the bar.
Not only that, he even started casually introducing the local customs here as an outsider.
He wasn't doing a soft ad as some bar shill; he really had been to this place before.
That's right, this was exactly where he'd had that "friendly meeting" with the Night Watchman Squad—and had the honor of being sneak-attacked and surrounded by two Divine Envoys plus a Demigod.
Honestly, ending up here again was a bit of a pleasant surprise.
Sitting in a carriage just to see where it would randomly take you did, admittedly, lean a bit too far into leaving things up to fate.
Otherwise it wouldn't have been enough to make a seasoned worldly veteran like Lady Akasha wear that "questioning her life choices" expression.
