Seeing the running mother, Asher shook his head in faint amusement as a small, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his face, the corners of his lips lifting slightly at the absurdity of the situation, and with that he continued his journey without another thought, because lingering over such trivial encounters held no value to him.
Asher wasn't looking for just any pub, he was looking for one that was a bit crowded, lively enough to encourage loose tongues and careless chatter, not one that was empty or silent like a graveyard. Anyone he walked past, he would simply scan it with his Omni Perception, brushing over each building like a passing breeze, and if it didn't meet his requirements, he would walk past it without hesitation or a second glance.
Soon, Asher came across one he felt met his condition, the noise spilling faintly into the street even before he reached the entrance, and without wasting a second, he walked towards it with steady steps.
