Zongman: Starting from the Chaos Orb

Donghai, Windmill Town, PARTYS BAR.

At this moment, the small bar was crowded with sailors in white uniforms everywhere.

The pirates and bandits who usually gathered here had already fled, and the whole town became quite depressed.

The bar owner was so busy at this time that she had to run back and forth between the kitchen and the bar several times. Fortunately, the children in the town helped to deliver the wine, otherwise she would have collapsed from exhaustion.

The busy work and noisy environment made her unable to chat with these navy gentlemen. Her eyes seemed to be glued to the workbench. The large amount of work did not give her any chance to look up.

"Give me a glass of orange juice."

An elegant voice came into Maggie's ears. The voice was very soft, but it was extremely clear to her ears. The soft and gentle words seemed to drown out all the noise in the bar in an instant, calming Maggie's somewhat anxious mood.

The voice seemed to have magical power, making the young proprietress feel as if she was bathed in spring breeze. Even her body, which had gradually become stiff due to fatigue, felt a lot more relaxed.

There was no accent, no slang, the clarity of the words and the elegance of the tone were unlike anything she had ever heard.

Isn't that Mr. Navy?

Maggie was a little surprised. She raised her head suddenly and the expression on her face froze for a moment.

What came into view was an extremely handsome face, with fair skin that looked as if it had never been exposed to the scorching sun. "Those eyes were like pure rubies of great value, and seemed to emit a faint glow.

The pair of red eyes also made his white hair stand out. His long hair was simply tied into a silk bun and lay softly on his chest. This slightly diluted his unattainable aristocratic temperament, adding a touch of bookish air and making him look more approachable.

“So… so handsome…”

Maggie couldn't help but murmur, "The look in his eyes is as if he is admiring a rare work of art.

As Dongfang Zang spoke, the noise in the bar gradually quieted down, and more and more eyes were focused on him.

Some of their eyes were filled with surprise, while others were alert.

No one noticed how Dongfang Zang came in. Even the sailors at the door looked at each other in confusion and shook their heads to indicate that they did not notice each other.

Even Cap, who was sitting next to the bar, stopped snoring at this moment. Although he did not open his eyes, the chair under him, which seemed to be unable to bear the weight, no longer made a creaking sound, and it was obvious that he had woken up.

What was he talking about?

He wants orange juice... oh... orange juice.

In this gradually becoming weird atmosphere, Maggie reacted quickly. After all, reading people's expressions is the most basic element for a service provider.

But she was obviously not calm enough inside, her face looked red, and there was a little panic in her eyes. The complicated thoughts made it impossible for her to concentrate, and she began to look for a water cup in a bit of a loss.

To be honest, most of the people who come to her place on weekdays are big, strong and fierce-looking men. Apart from the children in the town, no one comes to her place to drink orange juice.

At this moment, there are only countless large wooden barrel cups in the bar. The strong aroma of wine on them definitely cannot be used to hold orange juice. Doing so will only offend this distinguished guest.

It will also make you appear very unprofessional.

Maggie said "Damn!"

Showing yourself in front of outstanding people has nothing to do with gender. There is always an inexplicable urge that drives people to do so. Maggie has such an urge in her heart at this moment.

But she was not sober enough, and her mind was obviously not working for a while. She could only glance around every corner of the bar helplessly, trying to find a clean cup.

Dongfang Zang saw all of this, with a gentle smile still on his lips. He stretched out his right hand and waved it on the bar, and then a crystal glass appeared on this somewhat old-looking table.

The crystal cup even emitted a bright glow, appearing pure and transparent. There were some irregular textures on the surface of the cup, revealing the ingenuity of the carving. There was no trace of splicing, and it was obviously carved from a whole piece of fine crystal, which really seemed a bit luxurious.

At least in this world, people think so. The appearance of this cup instantly attracted everyone's attention, even Karp who had his eyes closed was no exception.

"Just use this, Miss Maggie."

This was the second sentence Dongfang Zang said.

"Okay...Okay sir."

Maggie's voice was a little trembling, just like her little hand holding the crystal glass at this moment. She couldn't help but take a few deep breaths and carefully prepared orange juice for Dongfang Zang.

Karp's gaze shifted from the crystal cup to Dongfang Zang, his eyes filled with solemnity.

As one of the strongest people in the world, he really didn't understand how Dongfang Zang appeared here. His observation Haki had no effect on this young man.

Even at this moment, if his eyes were not fixed on the other person, he would not be able to sense the other person's existence at all.

“This discovery made his body tense slightly and he straightened up a bit.

He stared at Dongfang Zang's profile with a piercing gaze. Garp felt that he couldn't quite see through this young man, so he asked tentatively, "Boy, who are you? A pirate?"

The voice was slightly low, but still as loud as a bell, and the tone was inquiring without any courtesy.

Of course he knew that the man in front of him was not a pirate, and that he did not have the so-called "freedom" aura at all. He was more like a nobleman.

"Boy?"

Dongfang Zang glanced in the direction of Karp. The nearly three-meter-tall figure was obviously quite oppressive, forming a sharp contrast with Dongfang Zang.

"You're such a rude naval hero! I'm much older than you."

A hint of anger flashed across Garp's eyes. Although Dongfang Zang's tone was very calm, he still keenly heard the joking meaning contained in the word "naval hero".

Besides, what nonsense is the other party talking about?

Older than me?

"what?"

Karp's body couldn't help but lean forward, and his face with some wrinkles from time moved closer to Dongfang Zang. He looked down at Dongfang Zang condescendingly.

"Boy, are you teasing me?"

His tone was somewhat gnashing, as if he was suppressing his anger, as if he was ready to swing his iron fist at any time and ravage this fragile 'noble'.

With this change in tone, even the navy subordinates became inexplicably nervous.

This time Dongfang Zang did not speak, but slowly turned his head, and his calm red eyes instantly met Karp's eyes.

Garp couldn't help but be attracted by the other person's eyes, but just the moment their eyes met, the old man's pupils suddenly contracted.