"If you won't agree, you won't leave? Isn't that just being a shameless pest?"
Yan Huan grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against the edge of the bar.
Crack—
In an instant, the glass bottle shattered into pieces.
Yan Huan gripped the half of the bottle still covered in shards, pointed it at Amiya, and threatened:
"Get the hell out of here, or I might not be able to control myself!"
Seeing Yan Huan's vicious expression, Amiya hastily stumbled half a step back and shouted:
"What is going on? There's actually a thug in this bar?!"
"Shu Weng, are you even entertaining people like this now?"
Seeing this, Shu Weng could only spread his hands helplessly.
"As you can see, this gentleman's mind is rather abnormal."
"It was bad enough that he wanted to use Memetic Entity remains to make drinks. Just now, he even pulled out feces..."
"Honestly, I would very much like to end this conversation with him as soon as possible and never see him again."
Amiya shook her head, speaking in disbelief.
"But why?"
"Why won't you leave this place... leave this deserted, rundown bar?"
"The area around here is crawling with monsters. What customers would come here to drink?"
"How long can your remaining savings from back then possibly support you?"
"Shu Weng, you were clearly such a smart person. Why did you become like this?!"
Shu Weng's expression remained unchanged as he calmly replied:
"Sorry, but I will not change my decision."
"Did you hear that?" Yan Huan glared fiercely at Amiya.
"He's already made himself so clear, and you're still being stubborn? Hurry up and leave. Stop bothering us. Do you think this bar is a wishing well? You think yelling a few more times will make someone change his mind?"
"Oh,