-284- The night life

"Me? Of course, I'm going back tonight. If I don't go back, where am I going to sleep?"

"Stop laughing, talk to me honestly. What's with you being so weird at this hour?"

"What? Linwin really said that? Oh~~~, I didn't expect that, Linwin is quite daring."

At night, the famous food street in Zaun was bustling with people.

Nowadays, Zaun's order was stable, and the night market was thriving.

As for the old saying that children and ordinary people had to be home by seven? Ha, that was long gone.

Nowadays in Zaun, before ten o'clock at night, you could see groups of children running and playing on the streets.

After ten o'clock, even residents living in the alleys would open their doors and sit outside, enjoying the cool breeze blown into the alley by the goddess, Janna. During their leisure time, they would chat and socialize.

No need to worry about gangs, no need to worry about toxins, no need to worry about livelihoods.

Zaun had thrived, and every day for the people of Zaun was better than the last.

As long as you were willing to work, there would be rewards, without worrying about exploitation and oppression, which many Zaunites would never have dared to imagine in the past.

And this prosperity was now evident on Zaun's food street.

Under rows of street lamps were various stalls emitting the aroma of food. You could see grilled fish, fried pancakes, fried chicken, skewered meat, fruit tea desserts, as well as noodle soups and baked fruit bread.

Taking off her enforcer's coat and wearing her favorite red jacket, Vi sat down at a meat cooking stall on the food street, just a few steps away.

"Jericho's Frog and Fish"

That was the name of the stall.

"Stop the nonsense. I told you I'll go back later tonight, so don't lock the door. Leave a door open for me."

"What do you mean I'm going to sleep outside? Let me say it again, Powder, I'll be back. I know you're very happy right now, but please pay attention, my relationship with Caitlyn isn't what you think. If you keep speaking recklessly like this, you might end up sleeping on the floor for a few days."

"Also, she's not called juani, she's called Sejuani. Be careful not to let her catch you, I'm warning you in advance."

Sitting side by side with Vi, Sejuani raised her eyebrows when she heard her name and turned to look at Vi.

She wasn't used to the atmosphere of Zaun; it was too lively here.

When she was in Freljord, except for the annual gatherings, she had never seen so many people gathered together, packed like meat in a pot.

People chatted and laughed, ate delicious food, drank wine, and made noise in the night. It was so lively.

In Freljord, there were only a few nights of bonfires a year, and most of the time, as soon as it got dark, people would retreat to their rooms, wrapped in fur for warmth.

But here, gathering and revelry were not rare occurrences.

Sejuani quietly watched Vi's profile and listened to her talking on the Hextech phone.

"Alright, alright, I'm going to eat now. I've been on duty until now, and I'm starving."

"What? Okay, Powder, just wait and see. You dare say I eat slop?! You'll see when I get back tonight."

Gritting her teeth, Vi said another sentence and then hung up the Hextech phone.

Sejuani breathed a sigh of relief on the side; Vi's phone call was finally over!

In Freljord, Sejuani was very patient with hunger, but the problem was that in this environment, endurance was futile. The air was filled with the enticing smell of food at all times, making Sejuani hungry.

Placing her hand on the wooden table, Vi stood up excitedly and shouted loudly into the curtain of the stall, "Jericho!"

"Gurgle?"

The curtain of the small stall was finally pulled open, and Sejuani finally saw the appearance of the stall owner.

But with just one glance, Sejuani was surprised.

It was a humanoid creature taller than her, with a huge fish head and a body like a large barrel, wearing a clean apron.

In his right hand, he held a giant kitchen knife, and in his left hand, he held a fish head, smiling ferociously, "Gra ha ha."

"Yes, yes, hurry up, four large bowls of swamp frog meat, two of them extra spicy." Vi reached out and made a four-sign toward the fish-headed "monster."

As she spoke, Vi turned to look at Sejuani and asked aloud, "Can you handle spicy food?"

"I can," Sejuani nodded.

"Their chili is especially potent, are you sure you can handle it?" Vi said again.

On one side, Jericho patted his chest proudly and raised his head.

"As long as it's food, I can eat it," Sejuani said calmly.

"Then it's four big bowls of extra spicy swamp frog!" Vi slammed the table.

Sejuani saw the strange man give a weird smile, then pull down the curtain again.

"Ding Ding Dong!"

"Bang!"

A loud and miserable sound echoed, causing Sejuani to frown. With so many stalls on this street, from chickens plunged into frying oil to giant roasted legs of beef dripping with oil, there was a variety of food available. So why did Vi bring her to this place to eat?

Sejuani suddenly felt uneasy.

"Don't worry, Sejuani, I can vouch for Jericho's cooking with my dignity. Although his dishes may not look good, they taste delicious!" Vi said confidently.

Well technically, Vi thought it was delicious.

"Jarvan, we need to be careful; this isn't Demacia."

"Relax, Garen, it's safe here. As you can see, Zaun is different from what the stories say; it should be relatively safe. Don't you want to enjoy Zaun's nightlife? Let's go and have a few drinks."

Just as Sejuani began to suspect whether Vi was tricking her, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Turning around, she saw Jarvan IV, tall and handsome in student attire, appearing on the food street.

Behind him were several men, one with short hair slightly shorter but more muscular than Jarvan IV.

They were a group from Demacia.

"Heh."

Seeing this, Sejuani sneered contemptuously, then withdrew her gaze.

But her voice caught the attention of Jarvan IV.

"It's Sejuani," Jasticar whispered.

Jarvan IV and Garen stood side by side, looking at the woman sitting in front of the stall.

Sejuani's temperament was out of place, like a block of extreme cold ice. She just sat there quietly, emitting a cold aura. If you got close to her, you would even feel the surrounding temperature drop by several degrees.

"Just ignore her," Jarvan IV said.

He came down to Zaun to have some fun and see what Zaun's nightlife was like, not to interact with Sejuani.

As he stepped forward, passing by the stall where Sejuani was, the curtain was pulled open, revealing a monster's face, frightening the group from Demacia.

"It's a demon!"

"Hurry, protect His Highness!"

Jasticar quickly shouted, and Garen immediately stood in front of Jarvan IV, alertly watching the monster holding two large bowls.

"Are you crazy?" Vi was startled and turned back to look at the group. She said loudly, "What demon? Have you been reading too many stories? If you want to leave, then leave, don't block the road. I'll arrest you if you keep causing commotions."

Listening to Vi's words, Jarvan IV felt a bit embarrassed and raised his hand to speak, but Vi had already turned her head.

Then, there was a strong smell.

In the two large bowls placed by the strange fish man, there were various colors of frog meat - blue, red, black, and brown. The green soup was filled with bright red chili peppers, but even so, the broth was dark green.

The disgusting appearance and foul smell made Sejuani gag.

Disgusting appearance, nauseating smell.

"Ugh."

Sejuani's throat moved.

Is this... food?