Xue Hua raised his head and glanced at the bartender, with a hint of thought in his eyes, but then he thought of his hole cards and backing, so he smiled and shook his head gently, picked up the wine glass and continued to drink.

He's always been confident in his way of seeing people, and even if he did look at Oman wrong, it wouldn't be a big deal for him.

Helping Aman is just a small thing he does casually, helping the right people is of course happy, and helping the wrong person is at most in exchange for him shaking his head lightly, that's all.

Seeing that Xue Hua seemed to have his own measure, the bartender didn't say much, he took a few cups and walked to other positions, and began to get busy with his own business.

Xue Hua has been sitting at the bar, drinking bitter algae wine cup after glass, slowly waiting for the arrival of the person to wait.

This volitional clone of his is the body of a mimic chick, and the strong digestive ability unique to the insect swarm makes him not drunk at all, this bitter algae wine is just a drink with a special taste to him, but in order not to be too shocking, he does not drink fast, just sipping slowly one by one.

Time passed slowly with the clashing of wine glasses and the noise of the guests in the tavern.

Towards the end of the afternoon, a man came in from outside the tavern with a boboqin (a traditional instrument of the Western Realms, a bit like a guitar but with only four strings. The guests in the tavern coaxed him to drink a few glasses of wine, and then the sound of the piano sounded in the tavern with a strong characteristic of the Western Kingdoms.

Xue Hua was a little infected by this atmosphere, he turned around and leaned against the bar, grabbed the wine glass in his right hand, and shook his legs while drinking music while taking small sips.

Half of his consciousness was still on the Watchdog Bug above the sea outside the port of King's Port, watching the sunset gradually sinking into the sea through the Watcher Kingworm's vision, while the other half of his consciousness was in the tavern, enjoying the strange sweet aftertaste of bitter algae wine while immersing himself in the melodious music.

Xue Hua hadn't enjoyed such a relaxing time for a long time since the Battle of Lu Gaoin's Harbor, and taking advantage of this hard-won opportunity, he completely let go of his nerves, and his face showed the same happy smile as those sea hunters in the tavern who were drunk and drunk.

Just as Xue Hua was immersed in the pleasure of completely relaxing his nerves, there was a crisp jingling sound from the door of the tavern, which was the bell that the bartender had placed on the door, and when it rang, it proved that a new guest had arrived.

An old man with a snow-white beard and two narrow parallel scars on his forehead limped through the door, and he walked past the crowd listening to the barbadours.

"A glass of bitter algae! Don't give me all that water-soaked garbage! The old man shouted to the bartender.

"Old fellow, don't come to ruin our reputation here, there's no wine mixed with water in the Snake Bay Tavern!" The bartender rolled his eyes, slammed a wooden cup in front of the old man, grabbed the jug and filled it with dark green liquor.

"Who knows? Bitter algae wine is bitter, and seawater is also bitter, hehehehehe......"

The old man muttered under his breath as he grabbed his glass and took a heavy sip, then turned sideways to watch the performance of the bards behind him.

The bartender shook his head, but when he didn't hear the old man's last few mutters, he walked up to Xue Hua with a cup and patted Xue Hua lightly on the shoulder.

"The old guy is here."

"Oh?" Xue Hua was stunned for a moment, and his thoughts immersed in the cheerful melody immediately retracted, he straightened up and glanced in the direction of the bartender's finger, and almost immediately determined that this was the target he was looking for.

As the hours got late, the hostesses in the tavern lit the oil lamps on the pillars, and the whole tavern was immediately plunged into a warm glow of honey yellow.

Xue Hua grabbed his cup, crossed the fire in the center of the tavern (the night here is wet and cold, no customer will stay in the tavern long without a charcoal fire) walked to the bar on the other side, and sat down directly next to old Cherki.

"Good evening, old sir."

Xue Hua's greeting made Cherky stunned, he slowly turned his head and looked at Xue Hua with some confusion.

"Good evening, young man, do I know you?"

"If nothing else, I think we're just getting acquainted at this moment." Xue Hua grinned and gently tapped on the table of the bar.

"Ah, you look like a decent person, what are you looking for me, a bad old man?" Cherki drank the remnants of the wine in the cup in one gulp, and asked Xue Hua with a little vigilance and a little respect.

"Drink and listen to your story." The bartender in the tavern was summoned by the sound of Xue Hua knocking on the table, Xue Hua threw him a silver sail coin and said, "Full of wine for the two of us, full when it's empty, understand?" ”

"As you wish, generous sir." The bartender smiled, grabbed the flask and filled Xue Hua and Cherki's wine glasses, and when pouring wine for Cherki, the bartender didn't forget to give him a look of "You have good luck today".

"Listen to my story? Ha?! Young man, I don't have a 'story' to tell you here! ”

Cherki greedily grabbed the wine glass, took two sips, and just as Xue Hua frowned a little at his answer, Cherki wiped a handful of wine from his beard and continued to speak: "I only have real stories, no stories, do you still want to listen?" ”

Xue Hua was stunned for a moment, and then smiled briskly after reacting.

"Of course, the truth is better than the story, you say, I listen."

"Hey! You're such a weirdo, the little kings and eight lambs here think Lao Tzu is a liar, a big liar, but you... Uh, where are you from? ”

Cherki burped, glanced at Xue Hua, and complained a little carelessly.

"I'm from Rugoin, and I'm a, um... Traveling merchants. Xue Hua smiled, this identity was still the official identity he asked His Majesty the King of Lu Gaoin to help him, no matter how he checked, it was this identity that was found, in order to avoid attracting the attention of the Majery family.

"Ahh Rugoin! I heard that something big happened over there some time ago, right? Not... Anyway, since you're willing to listen, I'll tell you about it... Hiccup......"

Cherki drank quickly and urgently, and after a while, he had already eaten three glasses of wine, except for those professionals and mercenaries who were not afraid of alcohol, most ordinary people had basically gone under the table.

But the white-haired and white-bearded old guy looked only slightly drunk, just in time for the heat that storytelling should have.

"My first story was five or six years ago... Well, no, it seems like it was seven or eight years ago... Forget it, no matter, anyway, it was a snowy night, the Snake Bay Tavern had just closed, and I had just come out of the tavern, humming a little song and walking home happily!

This happened halfway back to me......"