"Let's go. I heard the Long Family is about to start a fight with the Wang Family. We'd better hurry over and see the fun."
"Come on, come on! Waiter, put it on the tab. We'll pay you all at once when we have money."
As they spoke, the burly men grabbed the broadswords beside them and headed out.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?"
Just then, the waiter, a towel draped over his shoulder, hurried over to Ye Lin, bowing and scraping.
The burly men had packed the entire restaurant so tightly that not a soul could get through. On top of that, Ye Lin was slight, so the waiter hadn't noticed him at first.
"Sit down and chat with me. This is yours."
Ye Lin took out a Low-Tier Spirit Stone, placed it on the table, and smiled.
"A... a Spirit Stone."
The moment he saw it, the waiter swallowed hard.
Sanghai City was desperately poor. Spirit Stones were high-end goods, the sort you hardly ever saw, even once.
As a mortal, he had no right to even touch one.
But if he could get his hands on a single Low-Tier Spirit Stone, he'd never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of his life.
Now, seeing the Spirit Stone in Ye Lin's hand, his mouth went dry. He glanced around, and when he saw no one nearby, quickly sat down in front of Ye Lin.
"Sir, ask me anything. I'll tell you everything I know."
The waiter thumped his chest, his eyes fixed intently on the Spirit Stone in Ye Lin's hand.
As a restaurant waiter who served people every day, he was a shrewd man.
Ye Lin was clearly an important figure from the outside. What could someone like that possibly want