Nie Yan and the Arrogant War Spear passed through several streets and entered a low wooden house, which was a tavern, furnished with very old decor and dim lighting, where a fat old cave dweller was muttering something while counting at the counter far away.
Rows of worn-out tables and chairs were set up in the hall, where few players visited unless they had business to discuss, they generally did not like to sit idle here wasting time.
In a corner of the bar, a player clad in a gray-white red robe sat laisser-faire, raising his glass as he saw Nie Yan approaching. He looked to be in his late twenties, wearing a sorcery robe with a Bone Wood Staff lying next to him.
Nie Yan's attention instantly focused, this familiar figure stirring up some long-buried memories.
This person was the guild leader of Fallen Angel!
