Chapter 459: The One Who Deserves a Thousand Cuts

The dwarf had just walked into the tavern when the shopkeeper showed a slight disrespect towards him. Without a second word, the dwarf picked up a chopstick and forcefully pierced it through the shopkeeper's palm.

The dwarf then downed two cups of liquor.

As he was about to drink the third cup, he suddenly fell onto the table with a thunk, motionless.

This scared the shopkeeper to death.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

He hurried over and shook the dwarf, but there was no response. The shopkeeper was at a loss, knowing this Plague God was a true Demon; if they didn't serve him well and he woke up, he certainly wouldn't let their tavern off the hook.

Seeing the shopkeeper bustling about in panic, the Waiter chimed in with a suggestion, "Shopkeeper, since this master is drunk, let's help him to a guest room and let him sleep it off before we do anything else."

The shopkeeper had no other option, and so they did just that.