On the dinner table, dishes and wine produced amazing fragrance.
At the surrounding tables, some people were playing drinking games, some recited poems, others were playing around, it was a relaxed and fun atmosphere.
Fang Yuan and Li Ran sat opposite each other, they looked very peaceful, but they were secretly sizing each other up. It was the calm before the storm. Li Ran had deep killing intent in his heart, and although Fang Yuan looked relaxed, he was also wary of Li Ran.
"Who exactly are you?" Li Ran asked using the heart sound Gu.
"I said before, that is not important. Pass the pancake to me." The first half was spoken internally, while the second sentence was using his mouth.
Li Ran was stunned, before pushing the paper bag towards Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan opened the bag, taking out a pancake and biting, nodding: "Now this is the flavor I wanted, I'm so sorry for the trouble."