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"There is a yakiniku restaurant in about 700 meters. They serve Ishigaki beef in an Okinawan style. What do you think?" Zhang Heng turned to ask Han Lu after thanking the old couple.

"Sure," Han Lu said. After that, she no longer talked to the bewildered local guide that stood beside her. She then curiously asked Zhang Heng, "I have no idea that you can converse in Japanese. What is going on..."

"Oh no… I learned it myself." Zhang Heng knew what Han Lu meant. So, he quickly explained.

"You know too many things. Don't you need to sleep?"

"I need to sleep too, but I have 48 hours to spend every day." Zhang Heng waved his hand, stopped a taxi, put all the clothes and shoes he bought into the trunk, and opened the rear door.

"Hehe."

Han Lu thought that Zhang Heng was telling a joke. She merely shook her head and got into the car.