Through the subway station in Huaxi Village, Mordo opened a portal for Deathstroke leading to No Door Bar.
"Ahem, I can go in by myself. You go back and have the students install the new restroom door."
Su Ming had no desire at all to be seen in public with Mordo wearing those black leather X-shaped straps. It would be far too easy for people to get the wrong idea.
This was a gathering place for Mages. If people saw the Sorcerer Supreme acting together with a pervert, no one might dare say anything, but it would still be awkward just thinking about it.
Mordo looked somewhat regretful. He even peered through the doorway at the bustling bar, his eyes full of reluctance.
But being abandoned by Master excited him even more! This counted as a kind of play too, right? Mordo immediately bent at the waist in salute.
"As you command."
After sending off the masochistic Exhibitionist, Su Ming whistled as he entered the bar, searching for Monark.
No Door Bar was not as large as Oblivion Bar, but it had many booth sections. There were only three tables in the open central area, usually occupied by highly respected senior figures. If the elders did not come, those tables remained empty.
Monark was only four or five hundred years old. That sounded like a lot, but in the Magic World, he was merely middle-aged.
No one sat at the bar. Several bottles and beer-serving machines rested atop it, along with a transparent glass jar filled with raw eggs soaked in liquor. They cost five US Dollars each and were eaten shell and all.
The bar owner saw the Sorcerer Supreme enter. The head inside that glass jar bobbed up and down, smiling in greeting.
Deathstroke smiled and waved back,