The aroma of ale in the air was so rich it had nearly taken on substance. In an environment like this, anyone with a poor tolerance for alcohol would probably become lightheaded before long. The dwarves' booming shouts never ceased; they seemed to have endless things to say, noisily discussing every major and minor event that had happened recently.
"Your two mugs of ale."
After placing down two frosty mugs of ale, the elven server left. She possessed an effortless elegance. At first glance, she seemed utterly out of place amid the tavern's boisterous atmosphere, but upon closer inspection, she had blended into it completely. She was now chatting and laughing with a dwarf.
Truly a fascinating city.
"Hey, Luo Chuan." Yao Ziyan looked at the elf in the distance, nudged Luo Chuan's arm, and lowered her voice. "Do you think that elf is a man or a woman?"
Luo Chuan was studying the ale's flavor. Hearing this, he instinctively looked toward the elf, thought for a moment, and offered his guess. "Probably a man. Her chest is so flat."
The elf was very beautiful, but Luo Chuan felt that gender should not be determined by one's face alone. Figure was also important.
The pointed ears of the elf chatting with a dwarf nearby suddenly twitched. She looked in Luo Chuan's direction, apparently having heard what he said.
"Luo Chuan, I think she heard you," Yao Ziyan whispered.
Yao Ziyan did not need to remind him, because the elf was already walking toward them. The expression on her face... how should he put it? It looked a little strange.
Before long, the elf arrived at their table.
"Uh, is something wrong?" Luo Chuan tried his best to maintain a calm expression. Talking about someone behind her back and being overheard