Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

After strolling through the market for a while, Ye Ge led the women to a very special tavern.

From the outside, this tavern looks like a small tent, but once you step inside, there's a huge space inside, which is clearly a prop used by the Wanzu people.

The tavern was neither too crowded nor too empty, with humans and people of all races each making up about half the tavern.

Behind the bar stood a tall, dinosaur-like bartender, dressed in human clothes but with the head of an Allosaurus. His reptilian pupils held a hint of cunning as he scrutinized the diverse crowd in the pub. His long, sharp fingers deftly wiped a glass in his hand with a white cloth.

Ye Ge and the others chose a corner table, called over a waiter, placed ten Myriad Races Gold Coins on the table, and casually ordered a few low-alcohol drinks.

"I've heard that the wines of your dinosaur tribe have a buffing effect, so bring out the best of them."

The waiter with the oviraptor-like head stared at the gold coin for a long time before flashing a fawning smile: "Yes, sir, it'll be right there."

A keen eye is a crucial quality for any businessman. He could tell that Night Song and his group were clearly influential and powerful figures among the human race, and their attitude towards them was noticeably better than towards other customers.

There's a reason why Night Song was drawn to this tavern.

The mobile tavern of Tyrannosaurus Rex Wilba is a real location in the game.

The decor here is just like the scenes in the game.

In the game, this is a famous tavern, frequented by adventurers, scavengers, and even top warriors from all races.

Because the wine here provides unique buffs, and most importantly, these buffs can be stacked with those of other potions and elixirs, without many side effects.

The owner here clearly has a powerful background and is often able to make friends with strong individuals from all over the world.

The resource competition at the Myriad Races Summit is about to begin, and naturally many warriors from all races will want to pack up some wine to take away in preparation for the life-or-death battle three days later.

"Lord Night Song, look."

Bai Qing gestured with her chin towards a table not far away: "Those are the silver elves I saw in the opening ceremony's deathmatch arena."

Ye Ge followed her gaze and glanced at her.

In the corner on the right, the young and beautiful silver elf girl sat there, with four male silver elf warriors sitting beside her.

However, the four male elven warriors were dressed in such shabby clothes that even human adventurers wandering the wilderness wouldn't wear such worn-out warrior jackets. The armor plates on the surface were rusty, and not only were they dressed in white-quality equipment, but their weapons were also worn out to the point of being over 50% without any repairs, and the blades were probably extremely dull.

Only the silver elf girl was dressed neatly, with fair and delicate skin, a cool expression, and exquisitely beautiful features. Her long silver hair cascaded like a silver river, shimmering with a silvery luster. She wore a long dress woven from the finest silver threads and a pair of open-toed high heels with silver straps wrapped around her ankles, almost blending into her skin tone. Every gesture she made exuded an air of nobility.

The crystal pendant on her forehead already revealed her identity—the last fallen princess of the Silver Elf royal family.

Therefore, the silver elf warriors around her must have been her last royal attendants.

Ye Ge narrowed his eyes slightly.

"So beautiful..." Xia Xiyao couldn't help but exclaim.

Looking at the diverse ethnic groups in the tavern, Yu Li's clear eyes flashed with worry as she said, "With so many people from all races coming to the capital, I wonder if the empire can manage them all."

While picking up peanuts from a plate on the table with his chopsticks, Ye Ge said leisurely, "There will definitely be a lot of troublemakers. The human race doesn't have that much deterrent power among the myriad races, and it's difficult to suppress those from higher civilizations. However, there shouldn't be any major conflicts, as the Light Alliance is there to keep things in check. But bullying the weak will definitely be unavoidable, and it will certainly happen frequently in every corner of Kyoto."

Gao Shenxue stared calmly at a spot in the tavern, then raised her chin and said, "Well, it's already happening."

There was a loud "Bang!"

A low-level human superhuman flew across most of the tavern before crashing into a table, shattering the wooden table into pieces.

A dinosaur-man with a muscular body and a carnivorous Carnotaurus head slowly walked over, twisted his thick neck, and grinned maliciously: "You impolite little human, you have no manners at all. You spilled wine on me, don't you know how to apologize and pay some gold coins?"

The young man lying on the ground, a low-level cultivator only at the Yellow Realm, looked terrified and trembled, yet still managed to swallow hard: "It was clearly...it was clearly you..."

"Hey! Enough with the nonsense!" the Bull Dragon Man cursed, spittle flying from his mouth. "Leave all your gold coins behind and get out of my friend's shop!"

As he spoke, the Bull Dragon Man reached out and grabbed one of the young man's legs, lifting him up by the legs.

The coins on his body jingled and fell to the ground.

However, these are not the gold coins of all races, but the imperial coins of the human race.

No matter where you go, taverns are places where conflicts are extremely likely to occur.

The guests here were clearly used to it, and many of the people from various races even started shouting, some whistling, some grinning mischievously, all watching the spectacle.

Ye Ge watched this scene calmly, gently swirling the wine glass in her hand, appearing very composed.

He did not choose to intervene because someone else had already taken action.

"Om-"

With a hum as a weapon was drawn from its sheath.

A straight blade, gleaming with a chilling light, slashed horizontally.

The bull-dragon man's eyes widened, and he had no choice but to let go.

Because if he didn't let go, his arm would be cut off!

A tall, slender young girl with brown hair and eyes, a cold expression, and wearing a black Night Watchman trench coat uniform appeared before him.

It was the Autumn Moon over the Southern Palace.

Nangong Qiuyue's eyes were icy cold. She held a knife in one hand, and her long black trench coat and long hair fluttered in the wind as she stood between the bull-dragon man and the human youth.

The bull-dragon man raised his eyelids and recognized the uniform on Nangong Qiuyue's body: "Night Watchman?"

"Is that Nangong Hanhan?" Xia Xiyao exclaimed in surprise, "So she's here too?"

Bai Qing was completely bewildered: "What the heck is Nangong Hanhan?"

Isn't that Captain Nangong of the Night Watch?

I heard she's the goddess captain of the Night's Watch.

Night Song: "..."