The Gang Leader requests a Manchu-Han Banquet

Now, it was Siri's turn to ask Li Chunhua in a hushed voice, "Master, are you sure you read it right?"

"I did?" Li Chunhua raised her eyebrows and glossed over the words before responding, "Oh, I really did read it wrong! Thank you, Brother Siri!"

"No problem!" Siri smiled and thought Li Chunhua would address the mistakes, but his master became even more ruthless and added another zero on the price, and the last phrase changed to this.

"You and your 18th generation of descendants would be gone from the face of the planet! Do you have any questions?"

Huh? What?

Siri checked once more, but Li Chunhua stuffed the paper in her inventory, depriving Siri of the chance. "Master, are you blind?" He tugged the gang's leader's sleeves and whispered.

"Master, you're so wicked!" "Ji ji ji!" The two face-fans protested, but when Li Chunhua threatened them with reducing their meal allowance, their complaints turned into flatteries.