He followed the voice and saw a table near the door.
A waiter from the sweet honey Pavilion was glaring at him with an imposing manner.
Standing in front of him was a white-haired old man in a gray-white Confucian robe and a Confucian hat.
Beside the old man stood a little girl who looked to be five or six years old. She was wearing a festive red coat.
The girl was chubby and seemed to be a glutton. She was swallowing the remaining desserts in her hand in big mouthfuls.
The old man in the Confucian robe cupped his hands and said, "
"Shopkeeper, this old man didn't want to eat for free, but I accidentally lost my storage ring."
"I don't have a single penny on me now, so I can only put it on credit for the time being ..."
Without waiting for the old man to finish, the waiter interrupted, "
"On credit? Why don't you ask around and see what kind of place our sweet honey Pavilion is?"
