Danger!

Lancelot's words made sense. Feng Sheng knew that he was just saying. He would not be so careless.

"Do you speak Japanese?"

Feng Sheng asked Lancelot when he saw the tanned and skinny waiter running over from the stairs with two bottles of mineral water.

"I can understand a little, but I can't speak."

Lancelot said truthfully.

Japanese was not an international language, and he rarely came to Southeast Asia, so he had never learned Japanese.

The tanned and skinny waiter placed two bottles of mineral water on Feng Sheng's table and asked,""What would you like to eat?"

"Just serve three dishes."

Feng Sheng had never eaten in such a small restaurant before, and the waiter did not give him the menu. Who knew what dishes were served?

Besides, no matter what dishes were served in this small restaurant, he felt that they would not suit his taste.

"Alright, please wait a moment. The dishes will be served soon!"