"Hey, Yin He, why does this place look so much like a restaurant?"
Yin He snapped his fingers, flashed a charming smile, and with a sly grin, leaned forward and whispered, "Clever! You guessed right, bingo, this is actually a restaurant."
Long Linger felt she was being teased, ready to flip the table in frustration, "Yin He, are you messing with me?"
"No, you misunderstood, I never said this was Nine Dragons Topaz Garden."
"So if it's not, why did you bring me here?"
"Of course, a restaurant is for eating. I'm hungry, you know, I didn't have breakfast or lunch, and still fought three fierce women alone. Tell me, am I not exhausted?"
Long Linger sat back down angrily, glaring at him, "So disgusting!"
"Hey, want to play Mahjong? Beauty, keep your thoughts clean, will you?"
