Soon, inside the ship's cabin.
It was likely a combat room, but it had been transformed into a banquet hall for a party.
Technology was backward in this world, and transportation was extremely limited.
Therefore, both the poor and the rich traveled to neighboring countries by ship, but the luxury of the ship determined how wealthy the passengers were.
The ship Zhang Tian was on, while not particularly luxurious, was managed by a shrewd captain who could deceive many wealthy merchants.
At the entrance to the banquet, several reasonably good-looking sailors stood.
They had now become doormen, each with a smile on their face.
As Zhang Tian and his companions approached, the doormen revealed their smiles.
However, when they saw Zhang Tian's attire, they were stunned.
What was this outfit? A clown carnival?
Was this thing really allowed inside?
Zhang Tian was dressed in a red and white outfit, with a black hat on his head. He looked like a lunatic.
Xiao Fuji's sense of aesthetics was always strange.
Especially for Onmyoji, who were supposedly righteous, their attire and makeup resembled demons.
"This is our ticket,"
Zhang Tian said faintly, holding a small paper figure folded from white paper.
This was clearly a stolen technique from Xia Guo's Taoist straw effigies.
"Uh, sir, sorry, we didn't receive any notification for a circus performance tonight."
The doorman hesitated, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke.
Who knew if this person was a lunatic? He didn't dare to provoke them.
"Hey, you! How dare you speak to my boss like that!"
"See this outfit? Yin Gou Shi! He's very powerful."
Fatty said arrogantly, as if he wanted to punch someone.
"Uh, Fatty misspoke, it's Yin Yang Shi."
Hu Bayi reminded him from the side.
"No matter what kind of Shi he is, to Fatty, they're all Yin Yang Shi!"
Fatty gave a thumbs up.
"Kai Xuan, I support you."
Wang Banyue patted Wang Kaixuan on the shoulder.
The people around them were speechless.
Wu Tianzhen finally realized that Zhang Tian's group also had its share of idiots!
And they were even more idiotic than Wang Banyue. Well, he felt much more balanced.
"Uh, we are the captain's guests. If you don't let us in, do you think the captain will let you off?"
Zhang Tian said calmly. Just as he finished speaking, the sailor who had led Zhang Tian to the dormitory ran over.
When he saw Zhang Tian being blocked at the door, he was clearly surprised but then relieved upon seeing Zhang Tian's attire.
However, remembering that Zhang Tian was someone the captain specifically wanted to trick, he dared not be negligent.
"Get out of the way, these are VIPs."
He emphasized the word "VIPs."
The doormen immediately understood and put on smiles.
"Sir, please come in."
The doormen said obsequiously.
"Hmph, what a pretentious jerk, trying to block my boss."
Fatty sneered from the side, then put his hands behind his back.
He swaggered inside, as if he were the boss.
Zhang Tian's forehead was covered in black lines, but he couldn't be bothered with Fatty.
Soon, under the doormen's astonished gazes, Zhang Tian and his companions slowly entered the banquet hall.
"John, who is this guy?"
The doorman asked curiously.
"The captain's person, don't ask too many questions."
John said sternly, then put on a smile again.
"Gentlemen, may I escort you?"
John scurried ahead.
Zhang Tian didn't refuse, and John ran to the very front.
"This is our main banquet hall, there are private rooms over there, and the restrooms are here. Our banquet hall even has a dance floor and entertainment areas prepared for your convenience."
John explained everything in front of them volubly.
Zhang Tian glanced around; there was nothing particularly noteworthy.
The only thing worth paying attention to was probably the entertainment area.
"Boss, this place is really not that great."
Fatty complained from the side.
"It's quite impressive that it can be built like this."
Hu Bayi said.
After all, having a brightly lit banquet hall on a ship was already very high-class.
Wu Tianzhen's eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if captivated by the decoration.
Zhang Qilin, on the other hand, was calm. He had seen too much of the world, and this was just trivial to him.
The decoration here was predominantly red.
It had a bit of an Australian style.
And a bit of an American style.
It looked rather grand and upscale.
At this moment, wealthy individuals and ordinary people alike began to arrive.
Anyone who could enter this place would have a considerable net worth.
However, every time someone entered, their gaze would inevitably linger on Zhang Tian for a moment.
"My God, is there a clown performance tonight?"
"I don't know, but there couldn't be such entertainment on a ship. This is a high-class gathering."
Some foreigners murmured amongst themselves.
A few people from Fuji Country immediately recognized Zhang Tian's attire.
"Baka! What are you talking about? This isn't a circus clown, it's an Onmyoji! Don't spout nonsense."
That Fuji Countryman interrupted the others, speaking with anger.
"Onmyoji? What the hell is that?"
"James, it's not 'that thing,' it's from the circus."
Others around them burst into laughter.
The Fuji Countryman's face was flushed with anger. It was, after all, his country's culture, a Taoist, and he naturally didn't want the Onmyoji to be insulted.
"Baka."
He cursed and, ignoring the foreigners' laughter, strode towards Zhang Tian.
"Hello sir, Warashibawa, Inugami Jirō, it's a pleasure to meet you."
That Fuji Countryman respectfully approached Zhang Tian, even bowing to him.
A ninety-degree bow was a gesture of respect for the strong in Fuji Country.
If you were weak, perhaps they would make you kneel and bow to them.
Zhang Tian glanced at this Jirō.
He had a beard, and a samurai sword at his hip.
His appearance was that of a samurai, and he seemed quite wealthy.
"Boss, this guy looks like trouble."
Fatty muttered in Zhang Tian's ear.
Zhang Tian rolled his eyes at Fatty and then spoke.
"Hello, Warashibawa, Zhang Tian."
Zhang Tian extended his hand.
"Are you from Xia Guo?"
Upon hearing Zhang Tian's name, Jirō's attitude changed instantly. He straightened his posture and was no longer deferential.
His face even showed a hint of anger.
A Xia Guo person insulting their Onmyoji was simply slapping the face of Fuji Country.
Thinking of his country's defeat and the suffering of its people, his heart burned with rage.
Zhang Tian also noticed the man's change and secretly lamented the hypocrisy of Xiao Fuji.
One facade in front, another behind, like nesting dolls.
Everyone in the world knew that when doing business with Xiao Fuji, one had to be cautious.
"Baka! Who allowed you Xia Guo people to trample on our Onmyōdō!"
Jirō's face was filled with fury, and his hand was already reaching for the samurai sword at his waist.
Zhang Tian, however, smiled faintly.
"You're sick!"