Julius Reed's departure didn't catch Lucan Davenport's attention.
After all, the fewer the people in a bar, the better.
Having acquaintances around, on the contrary, hindered the fun.
"Sir, who are you looking for?"
When Julius Reed approached the door of an office at the bar, a few security guards stepped forward to stop him.
"I'm looking for your manager," he said.
Julius Reed pointed at the office of the general manager, "Go and inform them."
"What a joke!"
The security guards said unhappily, "Are you here to cause trouble? Kid, don't be too arrogant!"
In recent years, there had been many troublemakers at the Paper Drunk Golden Tavern, and its authority was no longer as fearsome as it used to be.
It seemed that since three years ago, the authority of the Paper Drunk Golden Tavern was already gone, relying solely on its past glory to deter current troublemakers.
After all, no one knew how long their patience would last.
