Miranda looked at Xu Nan apologetically. Xu Nan naturally showed a bit of goodwill, nodded to indicate that he did not mind, and only then returned to his room.
He slowly pulled the door shut.
Through the crack in the door and the reflection off the floor, Xu Nan could glimpse Miranda's expression. From beginning to end, she still wore that look brimming with kindness.
Xu Nan closed the door.
"Am I being too suspicious? The Lettuce Inn might have other entrances, or perhaps she was in a hurry and took the wrong way."
"I just checked with Supernatural Vision, and there doesn't seem to be any problem. But was that child really having an epileptic seizure?"
Xu Nan was somewhat puzzled.
Miranda's reaction and condition had not seemed particularly abnormal, and this was Stephenson.
"Maybe Miesella and McKen have made me overly paranoid."
Xu Nan lay on the bed and stretched.
At dinner, he informed Miranda that he would be eating in the hall and asked her to prepare portions for two, specifically requesting grilled corn and grilled lettuce leaves. The landlady had prepared plenty.
Xie Yutong was tactful enough to return before the meal.
At this hour, the Lettuce Inn became much livelier. At the very least, most of the seats were occupied. Still, Stephenson's residents were remarkably well-mannered. Even in an inn hall, everyone spoke quietly, afraid of disturbing others.
The only person with a rather loud voice was the landlady herself. At least when she called for the kitchen to bring out dishes, her voice was loud enough that every guest had nothing to say about the slow service.
He washed it down with sweet fruit juice, wrapped a large piece of bacon or beef in lettuce leaves, added some dipping sauce, and swallowed it in