Dai Song Lan nodded. "Lots."
Han Jing stopped himself from making a face—and eventually looked back at the people over this guy's table and assessed them. It really looked like they were affluent enough to go on vacations and have fancy family dinners at a restaurant.
More than that, they were more than willing to not bat an eye at this guy's strange personality.
He frowned and then looked back at Odele, "Do you have pearls with you now? Even just one piece?"
The Mermaid tilted her head, but promptly took one out from thin air—it was almost like a party trick. A black pearl was held in her fingertips before she handed it to him. "Here you go, Han. How much is that one?"
