546: Blood Emblem

"Clinging to me, huh? That's fine, I don't have much besides this face anyway," Tang Feng said with a laugh.

"Poorer than me?"

"Can't you tell?"

"Indeed, I can't tell. But, based on your performance just now, I wouldn't mind supporting you," she said, her face flashing a hint of shyness.

"Support me? Are you sure? I need meat in every meal."

"I could always work some extra shifts," the bartender said, somewhat nervously, and she couldn't even look at Tang Feng.

Ha---

"Interesting, you're quite adorable. Thank you for your high regard, but I'll graciously decline. As a man, my backbone doesn't bend," Tang Feng said.

The female bartender smiled, though it didn't look all that natural and she seemed somewhat disappointed. She knew well that there weren't many men who frequented this place who were lacking.

A single drink here costs as much as someone's monthly salary.