Chapter 766: Ah?

Ah?

After hearing the angry shout from inside the shopping bag, the boatman's ever-smiling face suddenly froze, his eyes widening to their maximum as he trembled, pointing at the bag in Li Ang's hand:

"It! It it! You… you you!"

"What's wrong with you?"

After warning the Black Goat to shut up, Li Ang glanced over with confusion.

"Hurry up and row—the other passengers are waiting behind. Don't block their way."

"But… it… it spoke!!!"

"Spoke? Who spoke?"

"The goat head! The goat head you're holding!"

"You're hallucinating."

After the red Chazi hidden in his chest clothing vibrated twice subtly and invisibly, Li Ang slightly pulled open the shopping bag, showed the boatman the "wood-carved Black Goat," then lied with a perfectly calm face:

"It's just a sculpture. How could it speak?"

Wood… wood carving?

After cautiously leaning in for two glances and confirming it was indeed a wood carving, the boatman in his muscular-pink uniform stared blankly:

"But I clearly heard just now…"

"You're probably just tired."

After switching out the Master Performer badge, Li Ang gave him a look of pity and gently comforted him:

"Is this job too stressful? If you're unwell, just drop me off at the beverage area and go home to rest. You don't need to refund the rest of the fare."

"No… no need, I feel fine…"

Could it be… I'm just too tired?

Under the combined deception of the Dream Invader and the Master Performer, though the angry shout still seemed to echo in his ears, the muscular-pink boatman hesitated long before finally accepting Li Ang's explanation and resumed rowing his passenger boat.

…

Phew… finally got past that.

Seeing the boatman say nothing more, Li Ang exhaled slightly, then slipped his hand into the bag and pinched the Black Goat's skull hard.

"You nearly blew our cover, you know? If this happens again, you're going straight back to the Mirror World!"

"But… that old guy called us food! We're a Great Demon! Back when I…!"

"Enough, enough. I know you're a Great Demon—the kind who almost ascended to godhood. Being called food would anger anyone, but this situation is special. No matter what, keep quiet!"

Considering the upcoming mission required the Black Goat's soul vision, Li Ang didn't retort, but sternly warned:

"Before I left, the Director said safety comes first. Our mission is only reconnaissance—absolutely no drawing attention. Otherwise, we could be in danger!"

Don't forget, I have immortality, yet the Director still specifically told me to be careful about exposure—this means our enemy is extraordinary. We must be extra cautious!"

"Tch… fine, I got it!"

Hearing even the "red-haired woman" thought this mission dangerous, the Black Goat instinctively shrank its neck, adding extra caution—but still sneered:

"If you ask me, she probably just got drunk here, forgot her wallet, was too embarrassed to admit it, so she faked this mission to trick you into running an errand—probably nothing's even wrong."

Hmph. If you'd had half your mouth's toughness when you were a Great Demon, you wouldn't have been split into seven pieces.

After hearing the Black Goat's words, Li Ang gave it a disdainful sideways glance.

Even if the Director really lost her wallet, wouldn't it be easy to find once Senior Jerry returns? And even if she's truly short on cash, she could borrow from Senior Emma—why go through all this trouble to trick me?

"Enough talk. Time to work."

Too lazy to mock the still-defiant Black Goat, Li Ang stared at the three-story building ahead, set on the water, took a deep breath, then pressed his finger against the Black Goat's forehead and quietly activated soul vision.

Boom!

As if countless chaotic neon lights ignited at once, or as if ten buckets of vivid paint had been dumped onto a vast black canvas, Li Ang felt a slight pressure in his skull as a flood of tangled, multicolored soul flames flooded his vision.

Wild, chaotic, intoxicated, insane…

Just one-ninth of the "Pink Mystery" already held nearly two thousand souls burning brilliantly… or perhaps, slowly sinking. "This place is great—I like it!"

After inhaling the chaotic air, watching the colorful souls gradually stained, the Black Goat, now lifted off the boat, grinned and chuckled:

"Maybe we misjudged that red-haired woman. With so many intense souls gathered, something extraordinary might truly be brewing."

"True. When the Director isn't drunk, she's quite reliable."

Nodding in agreement, Li Ang tied the bag shut, carried the goat head into the three-story building still saturated in pink, and as his footsteps echoed, a neatly dressed attendant stepped out from behind the door, smiling warmly:

"Guest, which floor are you heading to?"

"Which floor… are there differences between the floors? Is higher better?"

"Not exactly."

The attendant smiled:

"At Pink Mystery, we wholeheartedly serve every guest. We divide the floors mainly to ensure everyone enjoys themselves more."

"For example, the first floor is the Changyinqu —slightly noisy, but the atmosphere is lively, perfect for guests with strong alcohol tolerance who want to drink heartily."

"The second floor has private areas, ideal for those who prefer quiet and wish to gather with a few friends for a light drink. The top third floor is for guests who demand high-quality drinks, prioritizing flavor and elegance."

Got it. First floor cheap, second floor expensive, third floor ridiculously expensive!

After discreetly squeezing his wallet—still pained from the boat fare—Li Ang nodded and asked calmly:

"Then which floor is the VIP area?"

"Hehe, anyone who comes here is already our VIP. We'll do our utmost to provide attentive service and ensure a wonderful, pleasant experience."

After politely reciting a few standard phrases, the attendant smiled:

"However, some guests do refer to the third floor as the VIP area… Do you have an appointment with someone on the third floor? If so, I can take you up right away."

So… the VIP area is like a members-only club? Without an introduction or sufficient status, you can't go up?

Hearing the attendant's subtle implication, Li Ang frowned slightly, instinctively wanting to activate the Dream Invader to make the attendant dream him upstairs.

But remembering the Director's repeated warnings about triggering abnormal fluctuations, he instead tapped his cufflink, retrieving the identity badge given to him by the Lyon family.

"Will this get me to the third floor?"

This… Lion crest? Five-plume golden crown? Then this man must be… the Lionheart Duke?!

The trained attendant's pupils contracted—he instantly recognized the badge's meaning, his eyes suddenly brightening with eagerness.

"Of course!"

He quickly stepped aside and smiled warmly:

"Your Grace, since this is your first visit, please allow me to register you briefly and collect your signature."

"All future charges will be directly billed to your name, then settled with the Lyon family—minimizing any disturbance to you. How does that sound?"

Huh? So I spend here, and you bill Lyon family?

Hearing someone else would pay for today's expenses, Li Ang was overjoyed, maintaining a calm facade as he agreed and followed the attendant to the main desk, taking the feather pen he offered, and pressing his left hand onto the elegant signature book…

Sssss…

【Name: The Book of Fallen (Fallen, Name, Location)】

【Appearance: …】

Ah?

(End of Chapter)