Chapter 2820 - 2815: Things Remain the Same, People Have Changed

Chapter 2820: Chapter 2815: Things Remain the Same, People Have Changed

Gift-giving has always been a profound study, such as aiming directly at the pain points.

What if there are no pain points?

Simple too, just create a pain point.

No matter how enjoyable the prior exchange, at this moment Brother Tattoo is almost impossible to refuse this gift.

Otherwise, he who simply cannot stand, would inevitably massively pollute the beach with whatever’s in his mouth or intestines.

Rules, well, everyone can use them.

The effect is indeed very good, clearly the worldly experienced parties, although eyes reddened with anger, bit down hard and stayed still, preventing anything from spraying out.

And under this gaze full of vitality, Fu Qian already left the beach, waving goodbye without taking a single deck chair.

Yes, the first stop involved a big clash, possibly influenced by vacation vibes and factors of mingling with the locals.

More importantly, it’s the rules on the Archipelago side, where not only cups cannot be tossed around, chairs too.

Though somewhat unreasonable, Fu Qian doesn’t mind much and conforms to local customs.

Finding it a pity to throw into a garbage bin, so just handed it casually to someone destined.

And ever since the Enchanting Demon Maid chatted a bit more with him, she’s been keeping an eye on Brother Tattoo, promptly making him the prime target.

Can only say year by year not only flowers resemble, but people do too, this restless hormone.

...

The reflection isn’t solely due to the small mishap on the beach, presently Fu Qian standing on this street, is an equally restless place—

A heavy red wooden door, a flamboyantly vulgar sign, the nearest bar even appears to be the most respectable place among them.

In the remaining parts, almost all sorts of classical trades are present, with men and women showcasing their lines at the entrance even during broad daylight.

Things change while people differ, recalling back then the brother with three arms hugging at the bar entrance, was a picturesque sight, fully highlighting the demeanor of my Rebirth Club.

Sighing lightly, Fu Qian stepped to the red wooden door, inspecting the familiar design.

Indeed, this is exactly where he was invited for the first meeting of the Rebirth Club, even Lady Jeanne was sitting here.

Considered as one of the planned check-in points early in the vacation plan.

Though there’s a procedural issue, which is that this place is actually located on the Inner Island.

While the entry procedures may not be as strict as before, it’s still far from being freely accessible.

Walking directly to here might not be difficult for Fu Qian.

Yet after all, it’s broad daylight, easy to spook someone, like Lord Yibu...

He looked up at the sky, realizing there’s temporarily no Lightning Storm strike, shook his head, and directly pushed open the slightly ajar door.

...

The changes inside are even greater.

Aside from the lingering scent of alcohol, visibility behind the door drastically drops.

But for Fu Qian, none of these pose problems, a quick glance, without delay, contrasting with the past scenes.

Including the counter, the entire layout seemed massively adjusted.

The biggest effect no more than the obstruction of sight.

For the designer that the bar owner newly hired, it’s hard to say whether their level is too low or high.

In summary, the biggest role in the evidently huge effort was in cutting the space into odd disarray, some spots even hard to catch sight of the counter.

Besides, maybe the distinction might just be all the people are alive.

Yes, though it’s daytime, it’s still in business mode, even quite full.

Regrettably, the thick scent of spirits and dreamy eyes hardly lead one to think of healthy living, merely lamenting this crowd seems no longer in need of sleep.

Yet anyway, at least alive people, unlike the initial visit here, those various modeled corpses.

At that time, that century-long solitude look left a strong impression on Fu Qian, not to mention the posing four-legged centaur"–oh?

At certain point, Fu Qian indeed saw a familiar figure again, only this time behind the counter.

Lady Jenny Ma actually hasn’t left?

Even seemingly not pursuing idol trajectory anymore, now heading towards culinary?

Inside the dark counter, a familiar face adeptly mixing drinks.

Not only the technique somewhat flamboyant, but merely the sound full of rhythm incites a desire to taste.

Not to mention the swaying behind, the unusual limbs swinging gracefully.

Even the covering on the body compared to before is more cooling—

You...

Yet amid Fu Qian’s admiration, the mixing sound abruptly halted.

As the newly entered patron, an appraisal gaze is quite normal.

But this seemingly professional bartender, gaze almost stuck here, even facial expression management failed for a while.

"Am I suited for something to drink?"

Though the appearance startled some, Fu Qian wasn’t embarrassed, facing the gaze walked up, even quoting the Enchanting Demon Maid’s words.

...

Of course not boring enough to scare people here, pity Jenny’s memory seems better.

Within an eye’s moment, confirming the arriving identity.

Could it be because of that one kick, directly making her prideful organization crumble?

Without solely blaming others, at that moment Fu Qian even sought fault from himself.

Upon a brief reflection, he realized indeed somewhat heinous.

Aside from stomping Bai Jinting to death, making the Rebirth Club lose White Tower Company’s support, he seemed also personally packaged, sent Old Master Lu and Kikuchi two core members smoothly together?

Including destroying the organization’s years-long collection, club utterly lost chance to rise.

Even Ji Ping, who was close to Jenny, went to pledge allegiance to the Native Council.

So, Lady Jeanne remaining here instead of leaving together, is it due to disdain for Native Council’s ideology—or spurned by Native Council?

Judging deeds not heart, overall there was somewhat of a flavor of steadfastly guarding the club’s remnants.

"...All are delicious."

Even within this period of training, even the disposition seemed somewhat resilient.

Amid the step-by-step approach of the "Door Destroyer," Jenny’s mood fluctuated subtly to calmness.

Hence in the end facing Fu Qian’s query, her response wasn’t overly modest.

"Then let me have one of each."

Fu Qian always doesn’t mind having the shop recommend their specialties, since the other party said so, he casually accepted it all.

Even spoke while pulling out nine large bills from his pocket, laying them across the counter, proving he wasn’t jesting.