The Bar Fight

"It's a pity that we were in a rush when we interrogated Silver-Winged Mansion Master. We didn't find out the requirements to enter Imperial Peak," Abysmal Saint Master said.

"It's okay. We can ask around," Jian Wushuang smiled faintly and his gaze was fixed on a bar in front of him.

There were bars in any city and the same applied in Imperial City.

The brawny man that Jian Wushuang took the form of had already walked to the bar.

Jian Wushuang casually sat at a table after he entered the bar. He didn't care if there was anyone else there but shouted, "Waiter!"

"Mister!" A waiter in black working in the bar quickly came next to Jian Wushuang. The waiter in black was also a Chaotic Real God.

"Give me your best alcohol," Jian Wushuang demanded.

"Yes," the waiter in black waved and there was a pot of alcohol that appeared on Jian Wushuang's table, "Enjoy, mister."

Then, the waiter in black turned to leave.