Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2826: Chapter 2821: The New Nine Tokens

It’s said not to bully the old and poor, and it’s quite fitting for Old Master Lu Ming.

Originally under the shelter of the White Tower Company, tucked away on a small island, quietly farming, while research gradually shifted toward recreational content.

Even with grand ambitions, such insignificant status is obviously no threat.

Yet who could have imagined that, even though his small stronghold was destroyed, being forced to wander in other lands, he managed to create a great enterprise and make a significant name for himself in the blink of an eye.

In this situation, the person who destroyed his stronghold feels a reasonable psychological pressure.

As for how to relieve this psychological pressure?

Anyone with a bit of social experience knows it’s time to find a familiar face to mediate.

For example, treat former Rebirth Club members politely, even reconcile in some manner.

Unfortunately, instead of seeing the elderly who quickly became wealthy, he encountered a role with an even more sensitive identity.

Not only were they the perpetrators of the past bloodshed, but they also represented the will of the Academy to some extent, boldly appearing...

At that moment, figuring out how to receive them became a dilemma, eventually leading to the current scene.

Yes, it makes perfect sense.

"Alright, just as Jenny charged me for nine drinks but only made me one."

Losing himself in thoughts, Fu Qian didn’t reject Master’s suggestion, showing a yearning for the slow living on the Archipelago.

...

You?

When Fu Qian appeared at the counter again, the cash placed there hadn’t even been collected.

After about five minutes, Lady Jeanne, who seemed to have finally done her psychological preparation, slowly arrived.

Just before she could reach out to collect the opening fee, her gaze glued to Fu Qian, who had changed seats, unable to utter a word.

"Rested enough? Just in time for another drink."

Fu Qian was the first to greet, smilingly implying "rebirth never takes a break."

"Why are you still here..."

Jenny struggled to hide her shock, couldn’t help but ask directly, even unintentionally glancing towards a certain position.

"I’ve only had one drink."

Fu Qian spoke with an air of inevitability.

The direction Jenny glanced was simple; it was precisely the vigilant brother who had previously introduced himself.

The guy seemed rather dedicated, apparently circling around before returning to work again.

From Jenny’s demeanor, it was almost certain she knew this brother was not just watching the scene.

"...Seems like my skills are really good?"

Fu Qian’s continued reckless posture finally burst out with a powerful infectious look, Jenny pondered for seconds amidst the spotlight.

Raising her head, not only did she not turn back but even praised herself with a half-smile.

"But I still need to remind you, these are just the money for the drinks you previously paid for—"

Before finishing her sentence, she seemed to bite her tongue, noticing another nine large bills laid out by Fu Qian.

Strictly speaking, they were medium-sized bills.

Because their denomination was obviously smaller than those previously laid out.

The professor’s house doesn’t have surplus food, okay? Old man found a place to exchange them on the way here.

To this, Fu Qian merely coldly snorted inwardly, openly admitting financial inadequacy.

"...Thank you for your patronage."

Even though it was exchanged to small change, buying a drink was still more than enough.

Jenny indeed watched him throughout, seeing him neatly lay out all nine bills, eventually sighed deeply, recalling business etiquette.

...

It was noticeable, the technique was still somewhat stiff compared to before.

Jenny began mixing cocktails again, once more under the focus of attention, including wealthy patrons who spent a lot of money.

And seemingly, this brought considerable pressure, resulting in a few mistakes, almost dropping what she held onto the counter.

Certainly, only a few people were aware she was worried about those wealthy patrons nearby asking some difficult-to-answer questions.

Others’ attention was clearly on her body movements, her charming posture seemed more swaying than usual, more captivating to the eye.

"Here."

Fortunately, until she completed the first cup and served it, the generous patron indeed didn’t utter a word.

"Thank you, very visually appealing."

It’s evident that effort was spent learning, even under such conditions, the color of the drink remained beautiful.

Fu Qian smiled as he accepted, not forgetting to praise.

You...

Unfortunately, when the praise reached the one complimented, it immediately triggered a reminiscent look, causing Jenny to grind her teeth a bit.

At their first meeting, this guy had praised with similar words.

And now, intentionally crafting such a pressure-laden atmosphere, just to make her mimic over there and try to reduce the likelihood of questioning.

Her face almost revealed inner thoughts, Jenny’s neck was gradually flushing.

"When you finish drinking, I’ll make you another."

Sadly, finding a reason to vent was extremely difficult, and revealing it was even more humiliating.

For a moment, she had to steel herself and perform a revenge akin to refusal.

"No need, make me another right now."

Yet even this small rebellion was instantly obliterated.

Fu Qian shook his head and then turned around to greet a silhouette just entering, signaling for them to sit down.

Treating?

This gesture couldn’t have been clearer, and even Jenny realized instantly.

As for the fortunate invitee, let’s just say she indeed seemed someone who didn’t need to spend money at bars.

Tall, curvacious, clearly a young lady, though her makeup was a bit heavy.

Also, confronting the free drink, after her gaze landed on the host, she displayed a subconscious rejection.

As if frightened by an unknown person’s enthusiasm, the next moment she was ready to flee in haste.

...

Honestly, don’t know her name.

Of course, it wasn’t intentionally tormenting Jenny, just not letting her be idle.

The reason Fu Qian was treating the drink was this young arrival was actually a familiar face — during the last King of the White Tower battle, she had served as his guide.

Because of her overly classic attire, at that time she was constantly referred to as a Female Priestess.

Remembering her self-introduction, it was only due to the generous remuneration offered by the White Tower Company that she came to work as a part-time during the competition.

After such a twist of events, having intact limbs was already a luck, and she still dared to come here to earn money?

Even this bar, within Rebirth Club’s influence, was a place she previously avoided; yet now, she directly ran in to drink?

Guess you could say, after just three days, she was transformed anew.

Certainly, the gentleman’s memory remained good – this reaction clearly was that of recognition.

"...Thank you."

Indeed, the Female Priestess ultimately didn’t dare flee hastily, carefully sitting down beside him with a seat between them, gently gave thanks.