"The drinks here are mediocre, but the atmosphere's not bad."
Akasha's silence was deafening. Yet Fu Qian always kept his word, and sure enough, he got out right in front of the bar.
Not only that, but as an outsider, he even casually started introducing the local customs and traditions.
Of course, he wasn't a shill pretending to recommend the place. He really had been here before.
That's right, this was where he'd had that lively encounter with the Night Watcher squad. He'd even been lucky enough to get ambushed by two divine envoys and a demigod.
Honestly, it was a pleasant surprise to end up here.
The idea of getting in a carriage and seeing where it took you did have a rather laissez-faire feel to it.
Otherwise, even an old hand like Akasha wouldn't have looked so doubtful about everything.
So Fu Qian hadn't insisted the carriage take him somewhere important in Unseen Hill, like Sage Lake.
If he spotted anywhere worth investigating, he didn't mind hopping out to look around.
And in Fu Qian's eyes, this bar, where something had once happened, was well worth indulging his imagination.
Granted, the history of that encounter had never become reality, since the mission had failed.
That was probably the main reason Akasha was so confused.
Unlike the restaurant they'd just visited, the locals' intelligence made it clear that the outsider Andir had never had any connection to this place.
Yet that was precisely what Fu Qian found so fascinating.
If Ji Feng's will really lay behind this place, did that mean he'd been aware of that false history after all?
Even the Higher Beings didn't seem to have encountered many who could reach that level of transcendence. He wondered if it had anything to do with the possibility that