On the way here, Li Tianshun had already tactfully suggested several times that the Hall Master take a shower and change clothes before coming out for drinks.
But Ye Chen looked as though he had lost his soul. He ignored Li Tianshun completely and insisted on coming here to drown his sorrows looking like this.
"What a sin..."
Li Tianshun felt like crying, as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his heart.
He felt like he had not boarded a pirate ship, but the goddamn Titanic!
What could he do? He had taken that hundred million dollars out of greed.
He could only clamp his nose shut, hold his breath as best he could, and stay by Holy Knight Brother's side while he drank away his sorrows, praying they would not run into anyone they knew.
Yet the more he feared it, the more it came true.
Places like bars were already filled with all sorts of people and well-informed gossip.
Ye Chen's exceptionally eye-catching appearance, along with the unbearable stench wafting off him, quickly drew everyone's attention.
"Fuck! It stinks!"
"Ugh! What is that smell? Did a dead Rat rot in the sewer?"
"Security! Where's security?! Get this guy out of here! This is disgusting! Are we supposed to drink or not?"
A group of fashionably dressed men and women covered their noses and mouths, pointing at Ye Chen in the corner with faces full of disgust and contempt.
Suddenly, someone seemed to have discovered a new continent and cried out in surprise:
"Hey? Look! Doesn't this guy... look kind of familiar?"
"That signature grime, and that unique smell... Fuck! Isn't that the 'Jiangnan's Second Talented Scholar' who went viral online two days ago—Holy Knight Brother?!"
"Holy shit! It really is him! Those features, that aura, they're exactly