"Are you a magician or a demon?"
Avdol froze for a moment before complaining helplessly, "Why are there so many traps in the way you talk?"
"Pies? What kind of pies?"
Fang Mo immediately shouted into the porridge shop, "Boss... bring my buddy two more pies!"
"I'm not talking about pies!"
Avdol tried to explain, but when he saw the broad smile on the porridge shop owner's face, he ultimately sighed. "Fine. I'll have two beef and onion pies..."
"Hey, hey, why are you guys eating by the roadside?"
Just as they were talking, Joseph, who had finished his phone call and was walking over from nearby, spoke up. "Didn't we agree to have a proper meal at the restaurant I always go to next?"
"You handsome old gentleman."
The porridge shop owner had clearly noticed Joseph too and warmly greeted him. "Would you like to try some ginger Coke? It's one of our signature hot drinks!"
"Coke? A hot drink?"
Joseph clearly had no interest in it. "Coke should obviously be ice-cold. I'm not drinking it hot! Come on, come on... stop wasting time here and head to the restaurant first."
This little interlude did not last long.
Before long, they arrived at an old-fashioned Hong Kong-style restaurant.
Worth mentioning was that Kakyoin Noriaki was still carrying his porridge. He apparently was genuinely interested in that sort of thing.
"To reach Egypt by the shortest route, we need to make thorough preparations."
Once everyone had taken their seats, Joseph began explaining seriously. "First, we need to avoid harming innocent people as much as possible. What happened on the plane earlier absolutely cannot happen again..."
"That's true."
Jotaro Kujo took a deep breath. "I really don't want to have to acknowledge another airplane as a family member."
"Besides, we also