Chapter 867: The Tavern with No Guests_2

Although it felt regrettable, the best way to treat a friend was to offer a sliver of insignificant blessings.

And it was at this time, facing the problems before him, that the bar owner initiated communication with Andrew to find out some information he wanted to know.

"It seems that the boss hasn't decided to kill you yet; you can actually still survive."

After serving Andrew a pint of ale, the bar owner returned to his post behind the counter.

While talking, he bent his head to wipe at the glass that seemed like it could never be completely cleaned, as if he were merely making idle chatter.

This was said to Andrew in the empty bar.

It seemed no one knew what kind of changes might occur with the things unfolding before their eyes.

Andrew knew very well in his heart that to the man's seemingly idle gestures, the other party was not one to talk nonsense.