Inside a certain bar.
Yan Huan was sitting in front of the bar counter playing a video game.
Meanwhile, in the corner, a male and female Halovian were whispering to each other.
"Ever since you two arrived, this place hasn't been desolate for even a moment."
Shu Weng placed a special drink next to Yan Huan, but didn't receive any reply from him.
"?"
"What on earth are you playing, getting so engrossed in it?"
Shu Weng leaned over, only to see Yan Huan simultaneously turning away, blocking the phone screen with his body.
"???"
Shu Weng could only hear sounds like this coming from the phone.
Ah~ Turns out you aren't the person I'm waiting for, get off my lap quickly...
Hero, you're finally here... I, I'm not close with him.
Mhm mhm, you've worked hard, hahaha.
Um, I made some bento boxes, do you want to eat some?
Him? He cooks for himself.
"Emmmm..."
Yan Huan silently turned off the screen, picked up the special drink beside him, and chugged it down in one go.
After letting out a long sigh, he looked up at the ceiling and lamented:
"The New World shouldn't have slaves..."
"So what were you playing just now?"
"Nothing."
Yan Huan turned around, glanced at Shu Weng, and then looked at the dead-quiet bar, save for Sunday and Robin.
He couldn't help asking:
"That bunch of fellows outside of yours, why aren't they coming in?"
Outside the bar, a large crowd of Nightmare Ensemble monsters huddled by the entrance, silently watching everything inside.
"Let's get this straight, I've never beaten up the Nightmare Ensemble here; I just cleared out some memes on the way."
"I understand." Shu Weng smiled faintly:
"They might... just not be very familiar with you?"
"Or perhaps, they're afraid of