Undead Empire.
The border.
Blood Rot Town.
A handsome vampire walked down the street.
The distant commotion and cries of alarm did not affect him at all.
After his long journey, he was utterly exhausted and wanted only to relax at the town's bar.
The bar door swung open.
"Aha, a pretty boy. A sissy."
Someone jeered loudly.
The vampire stopped, thought for a moment, and closed the door.
Standing outside, he took out an Emblem, pinned it to his chest, and pushed the door open again.
"Ha, too scared to-"
The voice cut off halfway through.
For the Emblem pinned to the vampire's chest belonged to the Dark Night Rose Song and Dance Troupe!
It was the most famous song and dance troupe in the Undead Empire!
A place like a bar was naturally home turf for Songstresses and Dancers.
Anyone who dared oppose them in a place like this had no idea how they would die!
Perhaps someone would slit their throat after some drunken binge.
"Welcome!"
The bartender called from behind the counter:
"Esteemed sir, please come straight to the counter. I'll mix you a cocktail free of charge."
"I'll have juice, thank you."
Shen Ye walked up to the counter, sat on a barstool, and looked around leisurely.
People watched him with eyes full of enthusiasm.
"Sir, may I ask your name?"
A serious-looking Living Corpse approached, sat beside him, and asked earnestly.
"Baxter."
"And your profession?"
"Songstress."
"Ah, wonderful. Mr. Baxter, I'm Aaron. I've always longed to meet someone like you."
Aaron the Living Corpse pushed a small pouch in front of him.
"What's this for?" Shen Ye asked with a smile.
"Could you take a look at my skill? Please," Aaron pleaded quietly.
Shen Ye picked up the pouch and hefted it.
-There were