Bar.
The scarred character's injuries had slightly healed, now wrapped in bandages, barely able to walk.
He opened the door, and behind him, Jones, Carmela, Jennifer, and others immediately let out a surprised exclamation:
"Wow!"
Especially Jones, it seemed like his first time in such a place, excitedly touching the sofa, tapping the counter, and staring at the bottles of alcohol behind the glass, he swallowed his saliva.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to 'Whisperer Bar,' a name chosen by the owner, Li Wei."
Smith, holding a cloth, came out from the back: "We are currently recruiting staff, and we will soon be open for business. In the evening, this place will be bustling."
"Big brother, is this whole bar ours now?"
