Now it equates to spending a thousand points at the Golden Lion's place, with all remaining expenses covered by Young Master Meng.
Shano was in high spirits, humming a tune, throttling up, the motorcycle instantly accelerated, riding the waves, heading towards the edge of the horizon.
...
The moonlight was hazy.
In the dim night, Shano was riding his motorcycle and stopped at a rather remote island.
The island was small, the town on it was pitifully tiny, not even comparable to Cocoyashi; it could only be described as a village.
Yet, oddly enough…
According to the Living Map, the Golden Lion's base was at this moment floating above the island, at an unknown number of kilometers in the high sky.
"It really is high."
Shano lifted his head, looking at the sky shrouded in the vast night, "Even with Observation, I can't sense anything… huh?"
His eyes suddenly became sharp, his gaze turning towards the seven o'clock direction.
That was the busiest place in the village, from far away he saw the only tavern still lit, but Shano wasn't focused on that; instead, he sensed a familiar and powerful aura from inside this small tavern.
Not the Golden Lion, but…
Shano squinted his eyes, changed the direction on his motorcycle, heading straight for the tavern.
His Observation couldn't sense the Golden Lion, so certainly, the Golden Lion hadn't noticed his arrival yet.
No need to act hastily, first, head to the tavern and have a drink with this acquaintance.
The distance of one or two kilometers was reached in an instant.
In front of the blinds, the small vacant space was entirely occupied by a bicycle. Shano, unperturbed, kicked the bicycle aside and parked his motorcycle.
What grade of vehicle is this to compete with mine for a parking spot!
He pushed open the door blinds, and as expected, under the dim light, an exceptionally tall, curly-haired man was facing away from him, holding a wine glass.
"Hey… young man, that's quite rude."
The curly-haired man spoke softly without turning his head, "In the last year, I've changed three bikes, do you really intend for me to buy a fourth one?"
"Can't help it, there's really no parking space."
Shano casually pulled out a seat beside him, sat down heavily, raised his hand to signal to the bartender, "As compensation, I'll cover all your expenses tonight, how about it?"
"That's more like it…" Aokiji finally raised his head, muttering.
"Shirley?" Shano leaned teasingly against the bar, glancing at the half-empty bottle in front of him.
"Yes, Shirley…"
Aokiji said leisurely, "An elder loved this, back when I was young I drank it a few times with them, gradually grew fond of it."
The bartender happened to bring an empty glass, and he filled it for Shano.
The two clinked glasses, Shano took a sip of his drink, immediately frowned, "Why is it so sweet… it tastes like caramel, like something a little girl would drink, I don't like it."
"Don't underestimate Shirley, you fool."
Aokiji glanced at him sideways, "Whether it's me or that elder, for us stuck in endless boredom, Shirley's sweet aroma is an indispensable solace."
"Is that so?"
"Ah la la, you who became famous young, with a wonderful and fulfilling life, having everything, lacking nothing, probably can't comprehend it…"
He shook his head, a cold chill began to spread throughout his body, freezing the chair and the edge of the bar counter and the surrounding ground in an instant, "Also, has someone forgotten something?"
"No matter what, I'm Navy. You, a newly crowned Sea Emperor with a bounty of over thirty-two billion Belly, a super wanted criminal, coming to me so brazenly, isn't this a bit too arrogant? This is the East Sea, not the New World."