Tea room.
The Little Marquis was extremely wary. One potent little pill had not been enough to make him lose his head and embrace the dream of becoming a waiter. His beady chicken eyes darted toward Ren Ye as he asked tentatively, "You want to send someone to apply as a hired hand at the Seven Friends Restaurant, then work undercover, secretly watching Cao Shouyi and searching for clues?"
"You're truly clever." Little Bad King smiled. "Brother, want to go?"
"No, no, no. I still prefer staying with you." The Little Marquis shook his head furiously, thinking, If the Park District Lord doesn't want to do it himself, it definitely can't be anything good. Only an idiot would take a risk for one little pill...!
"I'll go!" The moment Tuoba Chan heard there were little pills to be had, his eyes went red and he raised his hand. "This Buddha's Son dreams of becoming a waiter."
The Three-Headed Azure Bird was dumbfounded. He secretly tugged at the Buddha's Son's clothes and whispered, "This is obviously a rotten assignment. You don't have to fight over it."
Smack.
Tuoba Chan slapped his claw aside and grumbled, "What the hell do you know? I've lost so much these past few days that even Buddha came to me in a dream, telling this Buddha's Son to keep his feet on the ground, work diligently, and take more assignments to earn money. How can I win back my losses without money? How can I pay your interest?!"
"Go on, get out of the way." Little Bad King shoved the obstructive Three-Headed Azure Bird aside and looked warmly at Tuoba Chan. "This Seven-Treasure Spirit-Restoring Pill is yours... in honor of dreams alone."
"Wait!" Just then, after a long hesitation, the Little Marquis suddenly raised his "chicken