"Do you want to make a name for yourself?"
Even as the city was engulfed in warfare, there were still pubs that operated as usual.
The more opulent the venue, the less concern there was about being caught in the crossfire.
What those in power desired was a flourishing city, not a heap of ruins.
The principle of 'hesitation leads to restraint' always applied.
Ordinary pubs could be destroyed, and at most, they would be rebuilt.
But the Eternal Night Pub, as a landmark establishment, was untouched and unshaken.
Because the person behind Eternal Night Pub was Lord Ghost Seven.
Even as Commander Ridge and Rhys Cook were locked in heated conflict, Lord Ghost Seven remained unmoved.
It seemed as though he had no intention to get involved in the matter.
"When the gentleman asks me if I want to make a name for myself, what does he mean by that?" In an upscale private room within the Eternal Night Pub, a middle-aged man dressed in a black suit and sunglasses asked in confusion.
