Led by Little Tangerine, the two soon arrived at a restaurant.
The Peace Hotel.
The name fit the new humans' style perfectly.
What puzzled Bai Ye was that he had just slaughtered an entire church, yet not a single pursuer from the West Continent had appeared along the way. Were they really that amateurish?
Little Tangerine cleared up his confusion. "There aren't many West Continent people in Bell City. Only a few hundred, I think."
"A few hundred people rule over more than ten thousand of you?"
"Yes." Little Tangerine nodded, falling somewhat silent.
Bai Ye was very displeased. That meant only a few hundred portions of food. He could only hope some of them were high-quality enough to help him heal better.
Knock, knock, knock...
Little Tangerine knocked on the Peace Hotel's back door in a distinct rhythm: three long knocks, two short.
After a brief wait, a friendly chuckle came from behind the door. "Dear guest, this is the back entrance. If you're here to dine, please use the front."
Little Tangerine cleared her throat, her little face taking on a serious expression, like a student called on to recite a passage in class.
"The front hall is crowded and noisy. I came specifically to reserve a jar of your privately aged liquor from the kitchen."
Afterward, she stuck out her tongue nervously and whispered to Bai Ye, "Big brother, I'm giving the password. They'll only open the door if I give the right name for the liquor."
Bai Ye's mouth twitched. Wasn't this password exchange a little too obvious?
Next, the person inside the Peace Hotel should ask: what liquor would you like to reserve?
Just as he thought that, the person behind the door unexpectedly cried out, a trace of horror in his voice, as though