And yet. Are you looking down on me? I, after all, am a Martial King. Am I that disgraceful?
"Young master, could you add another…"
"...Good evening, beautiful lady. Would you like a drink? My treat!"
「Back at the Bar.」
At some unknown point, Ku Zhu, having quietly changed into casual yet domineering attire, was now in the Bar, swaggering about and trying to hit on women. This guy was a Martial King, after all; his inherent qualities were certainly not bad. Muscles? He had them. Physique? He had it. Bearing? He had that too.
And so it was. Although he had only just made his appearance, his attire and bearing immediately drew the eyes of many, both men and women.
Of course, while some were initially indignant that Ku Zhu alone was drawing so much attention, the atmosphere around him instantly became quite 'cordial' once people recalled an eyewitness's account.
