Chapter 87: Drink Death, Drink Life (2)
It was too strange a location to be called the Tavern. Instead, it would be more accurate to call it a sparring ground.
When the heavy door with the four characters of the Sichuan Tang Family engraved on it opened, it revealed a marble floor resembling a stage inside.
On all sides, what looked like warriors of the Tang Family stood watching, and behind them, there was a table with bottles of liquor on display.
Even stranger were the chairs placed three zhang outside the stage, as if they were seats for an audience.
“What the hell is this…”
Even the experienced Zhou Xuchuan couldn't hide his bewilderment. Then, as if struck by lightning, his expression changed.
The Tang Family's Tavern! Now I remember what it is!
Among the sayings passed down through the generations of the Sichuan Tang Family, there was one that was known even to the gangho.
Yuan Chou Bu Mo Zhui.