"Remember, restrain your killing intent," Iron Egg reminded him again.
Qin Yu agreed and looked at Elder Bai's seat naturally and generously.
Elder Bai was now beaming with happiness, which made Qin Yu feel resentful.
"Elder Bai, please come to the second floor. How many people today?" The waiter asked.
Elder Bai walked straight to the second floor. As he walked, he said, "Eight people. Bring me your best wine and dishes."
"Okay!" The waiter ran to the kitchen eagerly.
Seeing Elder Bai living so comfortably, Qin Yu felt a wave of indescribable anger in her heart.
At this moment, a well-dressed middle-aged man with a big belly walked out.
This man was covered by jewels and exuded the aura of a local tycoon.
He was none other than the owner of An Feng Lou, Mr. Zheng.
Mr. Zheng came before Qin Yu and frowned. "You want to work here?"
