The Golden Trillion's gold lights shined down onto the street as the bar was in the later hours. Anthro hens attended their customers needs as they passed drinks. Getting tips from the well paying customers. The owner of the bar, and the leader of the girls was busy counting her own cash from the bar. Placing it into the safe of the floor.

Her twin batons rested underneath the bar. At the ready to be grabbed if that Ox chick ever stepped by again to try to shake more money out of her establishment. Or if she tried to kidnap Reyfeng. Again.

Reyhuang scoffed at the memory. In amusement mixed with annoyance. That was the first time she had to smack a woman over stealing a rooster instead of the other way around. She softly turned setting out some clean mugs for the next soul to walk in.