"Mr. Liu, you really ought to treat me to a proper feast at the Bloodstained Restaurant."
The moment Old Fourth entered the clinic, he began complaining theatrically.
His injuries had not even fully healed, yet he had to pay the "restaurant tax" again. It was practically killing him.
"Sure, sure. Once I'm free, I'll book a Planet-Class Private Room and we'll all have a nice get-together."
Liu Zheng said with a smile.
He had been at the Bloodstained Restaurant for so long, yet he had never eaten at his own restaurant. He really ought to find a chance to enjoy it.
Otherwise, when the dungeon was settled, he might still not have properly tasted the Bloodstained Restaurant's food.
Hmm, and he could specifically have Britannia serve them then. Just thinking about it made him feel delighted.
"Mr. Liu, if you don't want to treat us, just say so."
Old Fourth said, narrowing his eyes.
By the time Liu Zheng was free, Old Fourth's grandson might already have had grandsons of his own.
"Then you eat. I'll come keep you company and have a couple drinks with you. Is that alright?"
Liu Zheng said helplessly.
"That'll do. Heh heh."
Old Fourth gave a sly chuckle and took a bank card and a small notebook from his pocket.
"This is the money for purchasing alcohol. The password is six eights. This is the list of alcohol to buy. Boss Yuan said roughly matching it would be fine; it doesn't have to be exact."
He said to Liu Zheng.
"Got it."
Liu Zheng nodded and put away the bank card and notebook.
"Abao."
He called out.
"What?"
The Panda, still curled up in the corner, replied dully.
"I found information about the enemy who exterminated your clan."
Liu Zheng said.
"What?!"
The Panda,