The night in Tokyo was vibrant with neon lights, the bustling streets filled with noise.
Yamamoto Ichiro led Qi Yun and another person to an izakaya with a traditional Japanese style, with two red lanterns hanging at the entrance, giving it a unique atmosphere.
The three of them walked inside, the wooden floor creaking slightly, and the waitstaff all dressed in movie-style kimonos, with their chests half-exposed.
"Mr. Qi, this place is quite famous locally. Their specialty grilled eel and sake are both great," Yamamoto Ichiro warmly introduced.
Qi Yun nodded slightly. He wasn't too picky about food; as long as it was cooked, it was fine.
After entering the private room, the three sat cross-legged, while the waitstaff quickly brought in the food and drink.
Qi Yun picked up the sake and took a sip. The taste was very mild, probably not as strong as Honghu beer.
