After being scolded by Lin Ge, Leila stuck out her tongue at him and pulled a face, then she didn't speak anymore.
She moved to the seat at the very edge of the bar, opened her notebook, took out the feather pen that was clamped between its pages, and started writing intently.
Occasionally, she would glance up at Lin Ge, and before he noticed, she'd quickly drop her head back down and continue writing feverishly.
Her little movements obviously didn't escape Lin Ge's eyes, but he didn't mind and just chuckled to himself.
His attention was soon absorbed by the alchemy knowledge in the book until the next guest entered the tavern.
"Mr. Faen."
"Brother Lin Ge."
Lin Ge, standing behind the bar, and Fawn, who had just walked into the tavern, both looked at each other in surprise.
The two had previously met at a tavern run by a succubus.