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"Open two bottles of red wine aged over fifty years."

Dongyang generously pulled out a bag of Gold Pounds, weighed it for a moment, roughly forty to fifty coins, and with a clank, threw it directly onto the counter.

"The extra is your tip."

"Thank you, sir!"

Seeing this, the bartender's nervous and fearful emotions instantly vanished, and, smiling joyfully, he took the money bag, briefly glanced inside, and knew what he had.

Aside from paying for two bottles of red wine, he could keep three to four Gold Pounds as a tip—this was a huge sum! For a bartender earning nine Silver Ducats per week, this was equivalent to a year's salary!

Dongyang then, like a big brother, led the group of high-level players to sit down in a corner of the bar.

The surrounding patrons quickly stood up and left, apparently finding this group of rifle-armed, unsightly Undead Foreigners too menacing to provoke.