Chapter 1616

The tavern was packed, alive with a cacophony of voices and laughter. As the drinks kept flowing, some patrons became increasingly boisterous, shouting at the top of their lungs, while others leaned back, boasting exaggerated tales. Emboldened by the alcohol, many revealed their true colors. At a nearby table, a man with a flushed face and unsteady steps staggered toward Fenix. He was clearly drunk as his lecherous eyes narrowed into slits, and his gait betrayed his intoxication. Yet, emboldened by liquid courage, he seemed fearless. "Why is such a lovely lady wearing a mask? Come. Let me take a look at how beautiful you are!" he slurred, reaching out to remove Fenix's mask. His eagerness was animalistic, like a dog ready to pounce. Witnessing the scene, the crowd's reactions varied. Some watched with gleeful anticipation, while others shook their heads in resignation. "That's Alberto Marquez, the prince of Divine Dog Sect. He's notorious for his depravity of bullying men, harassin