68 Adorable Mystic One

Indeed, the entire group was seated together in the yard. There were simply too many people but only two dining rooms. In such a scenario, it would be a bad move to give the dining rooms to any particular guests. Those who didn’t get a seat would gripe about how the entire affair was unfair, and those who did would appear as if they were receiving special treatment. Therefore, Bei Feng directly seated everyone down in the yard.

"I say, Little Fumble, what kind of restaurant have you brought us to this time? Can the food from this kind of place even taste good?"

Wang Yong complained to the spectacled man seated across him with dissatisfaction.

"Big Brother Wang, you don’t have to worry, this restaurant’s food is definitely much better than its appearance! Even the richest man in Qingcheng frequents this place for the food..."

The person addressed as Little Fumble replied in a meek voice. Based on his actions and appearance, he seemed to belong to the easy-to-bully kind.