Greg Jensen held out for a very long time, and tranquility was finally restored to the kitchen, with no further hidden weapons appearing.
Hum!!
Just at that moment, the air rippled, and the four emaciated waiters appeared out of thin air, eyeing Greg with a smile and giving him a round of applause:
"Not bad at all! In the thousands of years since the existence of this cave abode, you're the first to master two sets of supreme skills in such a short time!
You must be no ordinary person in the outside world. Well then, choose one of us four to challenge!
If you defeat us, you can get the corresponding reward! But if you fail, you'll die here with us as a guardian of the tavern!"
Upon hearing this, Greg's eyebrows rose, "You mean to say, challenging different people will net different rewards? And if I fail the challenge, I'll become one of you?"
"Correct! These are the ancient rules of the tavern, hehe, it's been over a hundred years since we've had a new member!"
