The bartender looked at Gu Ningxuan's silent demeanor and thought this guy was really strange. Clearly not mute, yet he doesn't speak all day, and his lips are always pursed... Would saying a word kill him? It's truly a waste of such a pleasant voice...
At this moment, a few scantily clad women entered the bar, each accompanied by unusually burly men. Judging by those men's outfits and their aura, they were likely mercenaries as well... As for those women? With their loose muscles and unsteady gait, they seemed quite frail, completely out of place in the bar's atmosphere.
The bartender noticed Gu Ningxuan staring at those people for two seconds and couldn't help but kindly remind him, "If you don't want trouble, try not to look at those women too much. They're the forbidden fruits of those guys; even a glance could lead to disaster."
