Old Man Lu casually sat down at Li Yao's table.
Li Yao protested, "If you haven't had breakfast, go eat out. Why are you squeezing in here?"
Old Man Lu said disdainfully, "Why are young people so stingy? Is taking a couple bites of your food going to bankrupt you? Can't you give an old man some room?"
This was outrageous! Li Yao was stunned.
Why the hell should he?
Couldn't the old man see this was only enough for two people? Besides, breakfast at Typhoon Shelter was expensive! And last time, he'd said Li Yao had poor bones and refused to teach him swordsmanship. Now he had the nerve to mooch a meal? Li Da Yao held grudges!
Li Yao said, "Your bones are no good, sir. I'm not eating with you."
Old Man Lu said, "Then get out."
Li Yao said, "???"
Old Man Lu's move was so slick that Boss Li's scalp went numb. He finally understood that old ginger was spicier. Old Man Lu's shamelessness was downright eye-searing. He said gloomily, "This is my tavern."
"Pathetic. Second Uncle isn't short on money." As he spoke, he slapped several red bills onto the table. "Enough?"
Li Yao silently pocketed the money and looked at Chen Xi. "Chen Xi, do you want anything else? We can order more."
Chen Xi smiled sweetly. "Anything is fine."
Old Man Lu picked up Li Yao's breakfast and ate as he spoke. "Miss, do you see that? What future could you possibly have following a boss like him? I opened a bar next door too. Come work there. Name your salary and benefits. The people are great too—every one of them is talented, and they speak so nicely. You'll like it."
Li Yao's face immediately darkened.
Fuck.
Sure enough, age made demons