"What would you like?"
Tank sized up the customer who had just walked in. As an underground information broker in Infinite City, he possessed an unimaginable amount of information—including information about this newcomer.
Xin Xie, deputy section chief of Pingtian Group's security department, a fourth-tier Great Grandmaster, though not at the pinnacle of the Great Grandmaster realm. His parents had both died, and he had grown up in the group's welfare institution... After coming of age, he had been trained all the way to his current position.
The group's security department had one section chief and three deputy section chiefs. Xin Xie could be considered a minor figure with real authority within the group.
...So why would someone like him enter Infinite City?
This was clearly Xin Xie's first visit.
"Long Island iced tea, please," Xin Xie said indifferently.
Tank shook his head. "Sorry, we don't carry that... Judging by the name, is it made with tea?"
Xin Xie blinked, then said casually, "Then mix something up for me. I'm feeling like someone who worked hard all day for nothing."
"Just a moment."
Although he was secretly an information broker, he took his work as a bartender seriously... After flamboyantly mixing a drink, Tank continued wiping the glasses on the counter.
"Not bad." Xin Xie took a sip, then surveyed Tank Bar.
It was more or less the same as when Ma had brought Miss Nan Two here last time. There were only two or three customers, and business looked rather bleak... In the corner, there was still a hunched-over vagrant.
Miss Nan Two still remembered him. He was the guy who used soda caps as coins to trick drinks out of Tank.
"Have you heard of the Eighth Day Room?" Xin Xie asked casually as he turned back.
Tank