Picking a Fight, a Government Agent Looking to Have Fun

The Feast Association was at the end of an alley behind Central Street.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary bar and inn.

But the scene inside was completely different.

The hall was dimly lit, and badges hung on the walls—etched with the words "FEAST ASSOCIATION."

At that moment, the wooden door was shoved open by tremendous force.

Everyone's gaze turned toward the entrance in unison.

A figure walked in, backlit by the daylight streaming through the door.

Ignoring everyone's stares, he headed straight for the bar.

"Uh... friend, what'll you have?"

The bartender stopped working and narrowed his eyes at Lin Nuo.

"I'm not drinking."

"I'm looking for someone."

The bartender paused while wiping a glass. "Who? Everyone here is one of us."

"Someone named Milan, and..."

"A few people you might have brought here. A boy with purple explosive hair, someone with pink hair..."

Before he could finish—

The bartender straightened up and stared at Lin Nuo.

"Friend, are you sure you came to the right place?"

"This is exactly the place I'm looking for."

The bartender's gaze turned completely cold.

Before he could speak, someone behind Lin Nuo had already approached with a bottle in hand.

"Hey, brat, do you know where this is—"

Before he could finish, Lin Nuo sent him flying with a punch.

"You're courting death!!"

The bartender finally dropped his disguise, pulling a flintlock from beneath the counter as he shouted harshly.

"Get him!!"

With a rustle!

Everyone seated in the hall leaped to their feet at once.

Faced with the encirclement, Lin Nuo threw another simple punch—only this time, it came with flames, dealing area damage.

Boom! Everyone fell in response.

Then, under the bartender's horrified gaze, Lin Nuo opened his left hand.

A flash of blue light appeared, and a