"What do you want to eat?" Richard asked Bi Bi helplessly.
"Anything tasty. Fried steak, roast chicken, stewed fish, mushroom soup..." Bi Bi rattled off a long list before adding, "Oh, and don't forget the alcohol. Beer or wine is fine, though wine would be better. I don't mind beer either."
She was purely a foodie... How had the Truth Society even created her back then...
Richard looked at Bi Bi with a dark expression, pursed his lips, and said, "It's too late now. Wait until dawn. I'll have someone make it for you then."
"Hmph, don't lie to me." Bi Bi turned out to be quite clever and quickly said, "I may have been inside the box these past few days, but I heard everything clearly. You can eat whenever you want here. There's no need to wait until daytime."
Richard: "..."
After a moment of silence, he let out a breath and said, "Fine. I'll have someone make it for you right away."
He reached out to ring the bronze bell beside him and summon a servant, but a knock sounded first. Through the door, the servant named Les reported somewhat timidly, "M-Milord, a guest has come to visit you."
"A guest?" Richard was slightly stunned. It was midnight, and ordinary people would not pay visits at this hour. He asked, "Who is it?"
"It's Lord Oscar."
"Oscar?" Richard raised his brows, guessing one possible reason for the visit. He murmured, "Has that 'matter to wait for' we discussed yielded results? Can he make his request now? Didn't he say we had to wait one or two months? He came so soon. Did something happen?"
Pursing his lips, Richard looked at Bi Bi in the Wooden Box and said, "We'll talk when I get back." Ignoring Bi Bi's