Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"A sheriff is obviously in charge of maintaining order. That lady clearly didn't do anything wrong, so why should I be the one to handle this?"

"You think you're so capable? If you're so capable, then make her leave."

"Me?" Yan Huan looked up, disdainfully saying:

"Please, who am I? I'm a distinguished guest too. Are you sure you can handle asking me to send a guest away?"

“She’s not exactly a guest,” Gallagher said in a low voice, glancing at Emily not far away.

"You heard it too, didn't you? The Iris family."

"He's part of the family system, so it's not appropriate for me to get involved."

"Besides, you've already robbed the guests of their jewelry, so what's wrong with doing a few more bad things?"

“Emmm…” Yan Huan stood up, lost in thought.

"...Actually, we are really good people."

"Alright, then go show off your skills, good guy." Gallagher said calmly.

With Gallagher inactive, Yan Huan had no choice but to take matters into her own hands, strolling leisurely over to Amy Qi's side.

"..."

Sensing the stranger approaching, Amy looked up and met Yan Huan's gaze:

"You must be Mr. Shu's guest. What brings you here?"

"Forget about trying to persuade her to leave, unless she agrees to my demands..."

Chapter 689 You still know I'm a sheriff?

"You won't leave until you agree? Aren't you just being unreasonable?"

Yan Huan grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against the corner of the bar.

click-

In an instant, the glass bottle shattered into pieces.

Yan Huan, holding the half-broken glass bottle, pointed it at Amy and threatened:

"Get out of here right now, or I'll have a hard time controlling myself!"

Seeing Yan Huan's fierce expression, Amy Qi was so shocked that she quickly took half a step back and shouted loudly:

"What's going on? There are thugs in this bar?!"

"Uncle Shu, are you now even going to entertain guys like this?"

Seeing this, Old Man Shu was also quite helpless, and spread his hands, saying:

"As you can see, this gentleman is not mentally sound."

"It's one thing to bring meme remains to make drinks, but you also just pulled out poop..."

"Honestly, I really want to end this conversation with him as soon as possible and never see him again."

Amy shook her head in disbelief and said:

"Why exactly?"

"Why won't you leave here... leave this desolate, run-down bar?"

"This area is teeming with monsters, what kind of customers would come here to drink?"

"How long can your remaining savings last?"

"Uncle Shu, you are clearly a very intelligent person, why have you become like this!"

Shu Weng remained calm and said indifferently:

"I'm sorry, but I won't change my decision."

"Did you hear that?" Yan Huan glared fiercely at Amy Qi.

"They've already made their decision so decisively, what are you still arguing about? Just leave already, stop bothering me. Do you think this bar is a wishing well? You think yelling a few more words will change their mind?"

"Oh, my friend, you have really hurt me."

Immediately, Yan Huan lay on Amy Qi's body and began to sob.

"Come on, okay... You're hurting my feelings."

"But she hurt me too." Amy Qi was almost in tears. She pushed Yan Huan away and gritted her teeth as she looked at Shu Weng, who was watching coldly from afar.

"It's all those bastards' fault!"

"They forced you into a corner, leaving you no choice but to hide here and run a monster bar."

"I understand... it was all a scheme and a conspiracy."

"I understand. You don't want to leave, you just don't want to face those scoundrels anymore, right?"

"You're even willing to put up with this lunatic next to me!"

Thinking this through, Amy's thoughts suddenly became clear, and she said with even greater determination:

"I can pave the way for you, I can help you."

"I'll write to the Dream Master as soon as I get back, denouncing the crimes of the Iris Flower family. You'll definitely thank me!"

“…Dream Master.” Gallagher gasped and looked toward the bar’s entrance.

"I'll leave now!"

Almost without hesitation, Amy rushed out.

"..."

Seeing that Yan Huan had really gotten rid of the person, Gallagher couldn't help but sigh:

"You really got incredibly lucky... that you managed to do that."

Shu Weng, however, remained calm.

"This is for her own good. The dream of the grand event may be alluring, but a dream is just a dream, not reality."

"Gallach has already prepared your drinks, hasn't he?"

"Don't underestimate the bartenders at Pinocchio, especially Gallagher."

"This guy probably knows some magic; no matter how demanding the customer's request is, he can make it taste just right."

Hearing this, March 7th came to Yan Huan's ear again and whispered in her ear:

“Look, Gallagher is the sheriff, and Jepard is the garrison commander.”

"And Gallagher is also a master of bartending, practically a plus version of Jepard!"

"It seems that Gallagher and Schouwyn are also good friends."

Yan Huan sighed:

"What a small world."

Gallagher looked at the two of them, took a deep breath, and urged:

"Alright, stop wasting time, come and get your drinks."

He placed the tray on the table beside him and began to speak eloquently to the three of them:

"Actually, making drinks isn't that complicated. Just choose the right ingredients, throw them all into a cup, and stir them together. It's that simple."

Yan Huan, Ji Zi, and San Yueqi each took a drink. The latter two thanked Gallagher, but Yan Huan stared at the beverage and said disdainfully:

"Wait, did you put the ingredients in my box? It feels like it's missing something."

"Tsk, are you out of your mind?" Gallagher crossed his arms, his eyelids twitching.

"I threw everything out of the bar, okay? Did you really think I would sneak out and pick it up?"

"Maybe."

Yan Huan picked up the cup, took a sip, and suddenly her eyes widened:

"It tastes pretty good, but the portion is too small."

Seeing that the three were quite satisfied with their drinks, Mr. Shu smiled and said:

"Great job, Gallagher, you're still got it."

Gallagher smiled slightly and asked the three members of the train crew:

"What do you think?"

March 7th gave its evaluation:

"This flavor... is much more complex than Sorida."

Himeko smiled and said:

"The flavor is rich and layered, it's a true masterpiece."

"Especially the handling of the seasonings, I can taste a unique flavor, spicy, sour, yet with a hint of sweetness..."

"I don't know what this means. Perhaps Mr. Gallagher would be willing to explain his ingenious idea?"

Gallagher smiled faintly:

"Unfortunately, if you're expecting a profound answer, you're likely to be disappointed."

"The vision it contains is very simple; it is nothing more than the true taste of Dreamland."

Himeko nodded slightly, her gaze sharp:

"Is this true taste... related to that Mikhail?"

"..."

Gallagher was silent for a moment, then his gaze towards the three became even more serious:

"You know quite a lot. I knew I was right about you."