C9 Mirant's Bar

"Hmm …" Wu Yan pretended to act like that on the surface. However, he was very clear in his heart. The so-called nobles and commoners would be punished the same way. That was just to scare people off. Most of the nobles only needed to spend a bit more money to deal with what really happened. As for the commoners, they probably had several ribs. It was impossible to walk out of this bar. This was the real world. Thus, if he didn't want to be bullied, he could only keep climbing up by relying on his own strength. The bigger your official, the more others will be afraid of you. It's not that you're afraid of people.

After passing through a corridor that was not too long, Wu Yan and the mysterious man finally arrived at the main hall of Miranda Bar. Compared to the parking lot outside, the Mirant's lobby was much more colorful.

Regardless of whether it was the purplish and elegant bar or the seven-colored magic flame lamps on the surrounding walls. All of them exuded a sense of fashion and elegance. It was gorgeous, yet it did not seem vulgar.

On the dance floor, no matter if it was a noble man or a young woman, or a commoner who was dressed simply, it didn't matter. At this moment, they were all dancing to their heart's content. At first glance, it was indeed a suitable place for the aristocrats to interact with the commoners on an equal footing.

After the music ended, and another melodious melody rang out, Wu Yan's originally somewhat resentful heart gradually calmed down.

Arcanum used his shoulder to push Wu Yan, who was still lost in his thoughts, and pointed at the two empty chairs in front of the bar. He smiled and said, "Come, let me buy you a drink."

Wu Yan chuckled and said, "Of course it's you, senior. I didn't bring any money."

"Good boy, so you planned on eating me from the beginning!" After speaking, he raised his hand and threw a punch towards the back of Wu Yan's head.

In the dorm, Wu Yan had already endured the pain of being hit by the back of the head, which appeared at an unknown moment in time. His feet instantly grew larger as he rapidly took a step forward. He managed to avoid that mysterious fist. He turned around and smiled, "Senior, this technique of yours is no longer effective against me. If you want to sneak attack me next time, I'll trouble you to think of another move. It's just a few moves back and forth that even a three year old child would be able to dodge them. "

Arcanum didn't seem to mind Wu Yan's joking challenge. He sat down at the bar and said to the waiter, "Two cups of golden colored glaze with ice."

The waiter was very handsome. He had a black jacket on his upper body and a very standard butterfly collar on the collar of his white shirt. He was wearing a pair of black Western pants. The whole thing seemed very spirited.

Wu Yan could faintly feel the presence of the handsome waiter in front of him. The reason why the waiter paid so much attention to his appearance and appearance was definitely not because of his personal preferences. It was to attract more guests, especially the aristocratic ladies.

"It looks like you're interested in the profession of bartender." Noticing the strange look in Wu Yan's eyes, the profound mysteries within the plate replied in a joking manner.

"Bartender?" Wu Yan looked at the young waiter in confusion.

Mystic Arcanum laughed and said, "You really have no idea. Don't tell me that you've never been to a bar on this trip to the west?" How could anyone who passes by a bar not know of the existence of a bartender? "

Seeing that Wu Yan still had an expression of uncertainty, he shook his head and said, "Looks like you really do not know. Alright, since you do not know, I will teach you until you do." With that, he sat up straight and put on the air of a speaker as he continued, "Drinking is a skill, an art. Drinkers are such a magical profession that can make wine dance while lying in cups. Wine is an ancient description of wine, but now, by mixing wine, alcohol can also become a visual enjoyment. As for the choice of bartender, most of them were chosen from the ranks of the skilled commoners. Of course, there were also a small number of nobles who would often come to this kind of bar to act as bartenders due to their interest. There were even some bartenders who knew magic. If that were the case, the guests would most likely be able to taste a cup of finished wine with magical properties. Of course, this type of wine was extremely expensive. The two cups of golden colored glass that I had just ordered were one of them. It was a wine with fire and life attribute magic. "

Wu Yan couldn't help but stare with wide eyes at the young bartender after listening to the mysterious explanation. The Bartender's fingertips danced around the metal jars, and from time to time a small spark would spew out from his palm. He was so fast that his ears were no longer able to hear it, and so he plunged into the jars, making sizzling sounds as water and fire met.

The Bartender was a very young man, but his hands were extremely refined. In his hands, it was as if the metal jar had a life of its own. All around his body, strange angles continued to fly. Every time Wu Yan thought that the metal can was about to leave his hand, the bartender's magical fingers would tap his entire body, causing the metal can to fly back to the bar in an unimaginable way.

The various moves were simply dazzling. Indeed, just as the profound mysteries had said, the process of waiting was a form of visual enjoyment.

Wu Yan swallowed his saliva and asked the mysterious man, "Senior …" "This, can I drink this?"

Before Wu Yan finished asking his question, the mysterious man had already answered him with his own actions. He raised his glass and drained it in one gulp. A look of happiness and satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Is it really that delicious?" Wu Yan dubiously picked up his wine cup. He closed his eyes and finished the golden colored glass in one gulp.

But in the next moment, Wu Yan began to regret his decision. He regretted following Mystic Two to this Miranda Pub. He regretted following Mystic Two to drink the 'Golden Glass' in one go just like he did with Mystic Two. Because of that seemingly infinitely tender golden colored glass. The moment it entered his throat, it immediately turned into a merciless flame that wanted to burn everything. The high temperature instantly cleared Wu Yan's entire body, and traces of blood appeared in the whites of his eyes. An urge to release the heat from within his body emerged abruptly.

"Senior, why do I feel like I drank a cup of lava?" Seeing that the mysterious man still had a calm and composed expression after drinking the wine, Wu Yan could not help but feel puzzled.

The mysterious man didn't expect Wu Yan's reaction to be so violent. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Sorry, I forgot to tell you. This cup of golden colored glass had been enchanted with both fire and life attributes. Therefore, when drinking, one must be lucky and use Dou Qi to prevent it from directly coming into contact with one's body. Otherwise, that burning sensation would not be something that ordinary people can endure. "

In fact, Wu Yan hid one thing from him, and that was that if an ordinary person without Dou Qi drank this golden colored glaze, it would be like drinking a cup of strong aphrodisiac. One had to know that if one didn't have a formidable Spiritual Force or sufficient battle qi, even if one only drank a drop of the 'aphrodisiac' in the shape of a golden colored glass. The consequences of not being able to obtain timely venting would inevitably be very serious. The lightest part was mental disorder, and the worst part was that he might not even be able to keep his life.

The reason why he did not reveal the profound mystery was because he was afraid that Wu Yan would tear his body into ten thousand pieces if he knew about this.

Wu Yan's face gradually turned red as a scorching feeling continuously surged through his body. After listening to the mysterious explanation, he also started to circulate his non-elemental battle spirit to resist the heat brought about by the golden colored glass. However, the burning sensation couldn't be completely removed. As a warm current, he continued to mock his body's meridians.

"Senior, I feel very uncomfortable. Is there any way I can get rid of this heat? "

Arcanum hesitated for a moment before saying, "I do, but I'm just afraid that Peng Daling will kill me." While speaking, a mysterious gaze swept across the few hot bodied young girls on the dance floor. All words are spoken.

"Yo, isn't this Senior Mystical Mystery?" "Why are you so interested in drinking here tonight?" Just when Wu Yan was desperately trying to use his luck, the non-elemental Dou Qi to resist the hot flow in his body. A voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Arcanum turned around and laughed, "Ah, junior brother Durette, you've come. Haha, I was wondering why I met someone I know here. So the Little Boss has come to take a look. "

Wu Yan, who was standing behind the mysterious man, naturally recognized him as well. He remembered the first time he went to the academy's cafeteria to buy food, it was this guy called Durit who was ruthlessly beaten up by the guards beside him. However, he never expected to meet this annoying fellow here. And this place was actually opened by the father of this annoying guy.

Durette laughed, "It's about to start, so of course we have to come out and play. Otherwise, once he entered that prison, oh no, that place should be hell, but he didn't even know if he could keep his little life. By the way, senior, did you come alone this time? If you don't mind, this little brother will give you some fun, right? "

There was a reason why Duril was so passionate about the mysteries. It wasn't just because Mystic One was a VIP at the Miranda Bar. And this was also because the Arcanum was the future son-in-law of the Southwestern clan that everyone was optimistic about. At the same time, he was also a powerful character with outstanding strength in the newly advanced third year. In short, no matter how one looked at it, the future of the mysteries was limitless. Therefore, it was the job of Durette to curry favor with him at an early stage.

The mysterious man smiled and looked at Wu Yan, whose face was alternating between white and red. He said, "There's no need for fun. I came with a friend." My friend is a little uncomfortable now. I want to rest here. "

"Friends?" In the past, Xuan came to the Miranda Bar by himself. This time, he actually brought a friend with him. He was very curious. At first glance, he exclaimed, "It's him!? The captain of the championship team, Wu Yan!? "