Xiao Chubai's enthusiasm left Yue Wen rather flustered. It took quite a bit of effort to get away.
They'd only ventured into the Wasteland Zone together once, and Yue Wen had no idea how he'd come to admire him so much. The way he was acting, if Yue Wen so much as nodded, Xiao Chubai would've dropped to his knees on the spot and said, "I've wandered alone for half my life, never meeting a worthy master..."
But Yue Wen already had a second child at home, so he wasn't considering taking on another one just yet.
After some back and forth, night had already fallen.
Winter nights in the north got dark especially early. City Seven was only a satellite city in a small place, and its neon lights couldn't dispel the cold winter darkness. But as soon as Yue Wen arrived at the Dream Bar, the lively atmosphere inside took him by surprise.
It was a lounge bar catering specifically to cultivators. A singer onstage performed mellow music; the lights were warm and dim. Partitions of varying heights and gauzy curtains in a hazy, uneven arrangement carved out secluded little spaces.
It was just past dinnertime, yet the bar had already drawn a substantial crowd. Almost every seat was taken.
Yue Wen sat down at the bar and messaged Dong Mengyao. Before long, she came around from behind the bar and sat beside him. "I'm so glad to see you're all right."
Today she wore a fitted black long-sleeved top with a plunging neckline that showed off her figure, paired with a bright red miniskirt. Her skin was fair as snow, making her quite the eye-catching sight. At her own establishment, she seemed much more at ease. The warm light cast a bewitching glow over her smile.
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