Boom!
A powerful blast of air, carrying chaotic magical fluctuations and mixed with fragments of metal and wood, sprayed into the Wander Bar like a rainstorm. The tremendous noise immediately drew the attention of every wizard inside.
Including the Multi-armed People waiter who had already hidden inside the metal cabinet beneath the bar.
He stretched out two arms, gripped the edge of the bar, and revealed only his eyes as he peered toward the explosion, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Wizarding World's greatest beauty.
But to his surprise, the figure entering his view was not Su Shijun, whom he had assumed had just spoken, but a young hunting party. Dressed in matching hunting gear, the spellbooks hanging at their waists gave off a faint magical glow. They moved through the dust-filled corridor at an unhurried pace in a battle formation that looked loose yet perfectly coordinated, without a single flaw in sight.
The customers who had gathered together quietly and swiftly spread out, silently touching their spellbooks to show their intention to remain neutral.
The witch leading the hunting party looked somewhat familiar.
The waiter raised an arm from his back and scratched his head, trying hard to recall her identity—it was a little difficult, since so many customers came and went through the Wander Bar every day that he could not possibly remember everyone who had ever visited.
"Hmm... I feel like the name is on the tip of my tongue. Why can't I say it?"
Two of the waiter's hands propped up his cheeks, two scratched his head, and another two crossed over his chest. He muttered to himself and sighed in frustration.
"—Jiang Yu."
A pleasant voice from beside him answered his question.
The waiter's hands left his chin, and one fist struck his palm