Fang Yu heard the voice and looked up, only to see soone who was obviously a woman dressed as a man, leaning on the windowsill of the second floor of the tavern, staring at him.
Her eyes sparkled with interest in him.
The hand extended out had traces of alcohol, and what Fang Yu held between his fingers was a small wine cup.
Yet, above her head, her blood stats read...
[Hai Ruoyin: 500/500]
Fang Yu: ...
What a minor character.
Not interested.
He tossed the wine cup casually and looked down, intending to continue walking.
In the end, several people popped out from the windowsill on the second floor of the tavern, looking a bit forced, hurriedly shouting at Fang Yu.
"Diao, Brother Diao! It's us! Co up and join us!"
"Yeah, yeah, Brother Diao, co up for a drink, we haven't thanked you for protecting us all the way!"
Fang Yu recognized them; they were Wu Youi and her companions.
[Wu Youi: 302/1000]
Compared to when they t outside the city, Wu Youi's health hadn't recovered much.
Going into the city to feast with low health, truly carefree.
As for her spoiled friends, their health was relatively better, likely healed by their families.
Fang Yu initially intended to ignore them but thought of sothing and stepped into the tavern anyway.
He wondered how much Ding Hui could find out; since they invited him, he might as well gather so intel himself.
As soon as Fang Yu stepped into the tavern, he noticed many eyes on him, so filled with curiosity and doubt, others with a strong sense of caution.
[Daoist Jiang: 1982/1982]
[Jian Feiwen: 2000/2000]
With a quick glance, those with caution had decent strength, likely in charge of so kind of security.
As for the curious ones, they were a mixed bag, diocre in strength.
But their reaction gave Fang Yu an idea that the trade routes in Sunset City weren't particularly developed; otherwise, new faces wouldn't draw such attention.
Unlike Tianyuan Town, where trade flourished and people ca and went so freely that no one cared about strangers entering a tavern.
As Fang Yu headed toward the staircase to the second floor, whispers started circulating among the people.
"Is he going upstairs?"
"Isn't the upstairs..."
"Shh! Didn't you hear the commotion just now? He's been invited up!"
"Probably another young master from so family..."
"Looks unfamiliar, doesn't seem local."
"Drink up and mind your own business—don't get mixed up in trouble."
The 'experts' in charge of security rely glanced at Fang Yu a few more tis before lowering their heads to drink, no longer paying attention.
With the thudding sound of steps on the stairs, Fang Yu walked up to the second floor.
With a sweeping glance, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Unlike the crowded downstairs, the entire second floor was empty, with more than a dozen tables all unoccupied, except for the one by the window where people were seated.
"Since you're here, co on over and sit," a voice called out.
As Fang Yu ascended, the cross-dressing Hai Ruoyin stood up, patted the empty seat beside her, and smiled at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu paused, glanced at her montarily, then shifted his gaze to the others, staying motionless.
Those he had seen outside the city were now all sitting silently, heads down.
Even the brat who previously insulted him and Ding Hui with arrogance now sat obediently, hands clutching the small wine cup, too afraid to breathe loudly.
As Fang Yu's silence continued, the atmosphere quickly turned awkward.
The cross-dressing Hai Ruoyin's slight smile gradually faded, her eyes and deanor turning sowhat cold.
Following Fang Yu's gaze, she looked at the seated individuals around her.
With a single glance, she locked eyes with the sowhat jittery Wu Youi, who jolted as if shocked, imdiately stood up.
"Diao, Brother Diao, you're here, co sit, I'll give you my seat!"
She was speaking with her back to Fang Yu.
But Fang Yu had about figured out the situation and strode toward Wu Youi.
As soon as Fang Yu took a couple of steps, Hai Ruoyin suddenly said in a mocking tone.
"It seems Sister Wu carries more weight, after all."
Saying that, she walked up to Wu Youi, lifted her chin with a finger.
"Young Master Hai, I..."
Slap!
Hai Ruoyin unexpectedly slapped Wu Youi across the face.
The crisp sound echoed in the room, causing Fang Yu to pause briefly, puzzled.
What kind of situation is this?
If it weren't for Hai Ruoyin's low strength, such a slap could have severely injured Wu Youi with her low health.
"Young Master Hai?!"
Wu Youi clutched her cheek, eyes brimming with tears, not daring to resist.
"Wu Youi, when did my guests beco your responsibility? Who do you think you are?"
Tears welled in Wu Youi's eyes, but she dared not speak.
Only then did Hai Ruoyin turn to Fang Yu, cupping her hands respectfully.
"Apologies, let correct my unruly servant; I hope you won't mind, brother."
Fang Yu: ...
Childish.
Or rather, crude.
This kind of intimidation didn't impress Fang Yu.
He ignored it and walked confidently to the seat Wu Youi had vacated.
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