Chapter 55: Silence has Risks_1

The Wandering Bar.

The main hall on the ground floor.

It was still a sea of joy here.

Ghosts were singing softly on stage, showing their trembling soul music; multi-arm musicians were playing drums and guitars, holding multiple positions at once; under the ceiling, little elves were riding silver birds back and forth, serving guests with fine wine and delicacies; Then there was the large frog at the entrance, which somehow sneaked in and was chuckling at the joyful scene before him, reciting a few lines of poetry to make the atmosphere even more lively when guests gave it a few bottles of fine wine.

Leaving the quiet private rooms on the second floor and return to the noisy main floor, Zheng Qing finally felt a sense of return to reality.

By the side of the Wandering Wizard, he always had a strange sense of unease.

It was as if something was watching him.