London time, 08:31 AM, in the sewers.
A liquid with a fishy stench was slowly flowing, blue, green, yellow, the colors quite chaotic, a delight to the eye and a potentially tempting feast for someone with unusual tastes.
And beside this river constructed of excreta and unidentified fluids, there was a passage wide enough for people to walk through.
At this moment, a small cartoon truck, only as large as a palm, was slowly moving along the passage above.
"Not bros, you really opened an underground bar in the sewers?"
Inside the cargo hold, Ke Mingye asked Amemiya Ying, his eyes looking at him in a rather strange way.
"That's right. Although I myself have not seen it with my own eyes." Amemiya Ying nodded, "I just contributed an idea, telling them this would not be easily discovered. To be honest, I didn't expect that they would actually bring it into reality."
Ke Mingye took a breath of cool air, admiring TK's wisdom.
