Several demon kings sneered, observing in secret.
An Qing frowned, feeling as though someone were staring at them, yet when she raised her gaze she found nothing, leaving her to conclude only that the demon kings were too conspicuous.
"Waiter, come here, this gentleman wants to order some good food, the wine is almost gone," shouted the Elephant Demon King.
"Coming! What would you like, honored guest?"
The waiter stood by on standby at all times.
"I heard lion whip improves male vitality. Do you have any here?"
"We do!"
"Bring me one!"
Hearing this, the Lion Demon King raged, "Old elephant nose, what did you just say!"
"This daddy wants a lion whip, so what!"
Having drunk a couple of cups of wine, the Elephant Demon King spoke bluntly, feeling slightly drunk as he cast sideways glances at An Qing and Long Yanran. Anger flared through his entire body, and he planned to eat some lion whip to build up his strength so he could move about more easily later.
"Waiter, do you have elephant hooves here? Bring me four!" said the Lion Demon King indignantly.
"That's right, bring four..." The Elephant Demon King abruptly stopped himself. He glared at the Lion Demon King, then turned to the waiter and said, "Bring another two catties of lion meat, make it fresh."
"Very well, our establishment has that. Rest assured, honored guest."
The waiter beamed with joy. A big business deal had arrived; dishes that people rarely ordered in ordinary times were now being requested by them all at once.
"Bring a catty of elephant nose!"
"A catty of lion ears!"
"Four catties of elephant meat!"
Slap!
Slap!!
"Enough, what are you squabbling about? Sit down, all of you. What kind of behavior is this!"
The Spider Demon King roared