Let Britannia Move on Its Own

"What is it, little brother? Since you saved this old man's life, just tell me whatever you need."

Having said that, the old security guard changed his tone.

"Still, you know I'm just a lowly security guard. My abilities are limited, so I might not be able to help."

"I understand. I won't make things difficult for you, big brother. These are Bloodstained Restaurant's specialty dried fish. Take them to have with your drinks."

Liu Zheng took out three small dried fish and placed them on the table.

"Oh, how could I accept this?"

Though the old security guard said no, his face was full of delight.

Even something as simple as dried fish from Bloodstained Restaurant was a rare delicacy.

He was already impatient for his shift to end. Then he could gather some friends for drinks and put out the dried fish as bar snacks. Wouldn't those old brothers of his die of envy?

"It's just a little token. If you want more, I've got plenty."

Liu Zheng looked utterly unconcerned.

"Looks like you're doing pretty well at the restaurant, little brother. Even restaurant employees can't just take things and give them away, can they?"

the old security guard asked probingly.

"Nothing special. The boss thinks highly of me, and my coworkers show me some respect."

he said modestly.

"Young and accomplished. Come to think of it, you were the one delivering takeout last time too, weren't you?"

the old security guard asked.

"That was indeed me."

"Oh boy, you caused quite a commotion. The manager chewed me out something fierce."

"Honestly, I don't care about getting scolded a little. At my age, my skin's long since thickened. But seeing my pay docked? That hurt like hell."

"Sigh."

The old security guard sighed repeatedly.

"Maybe you remembered wrong?"