CHAPTER 691
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In a bar, within a certain faction, several individuals could be seen on the upper floor, seated comfortably with drinks in hand, chatting cheerfully.
"Honestly, I still can't figure out the second use of this shield that the Supreme Magus created for me," Brook muttered with a quiet sigh.
Nobody responded as they all silently chugged their drinks, lost in their own thoughts.
These were the Crimson Lotus Clan members drinking in a bar, enjoying their usual gathering.
"Man, I feel like we aren't really doing what we're supposed to be doing as a clan," Alba murmured, exhaling heavily.
Judy slowly glanced at her with a timid smile.
"So… what do you think we should do?" she asked softly.
Alba shrugged, letting out another sigh.
