Although Betty gnashed her teeth in hatred, she still didn't dare to do anything to Chen Ze, after all, he was the one who had taken her in, and secondly, Betty didn't think she could do anything to a mage with such profound mastery of space-time magic.
As a defective succubus, Betty was born with magic power far less than that of an ordinary succubus; she only had enough magic to cast a Small Fireball once.
"I will read, you write, and don't get it wrong," said Chen Ze, not too concerned. After all, there was a Magic Circle in the restaurant, and he felt quite safe about his own security.
"Okay, Manager," Betty said as she picked up a graphite pencil and sat up straight.
"Write the words for dessert a little bigger," Chen Ze instructed Betty while recalling the restaurants he had visited before.
Betty nodded, then wrote a string of characters that Chen Ze couldn't understand, but that didn't prevent him from counting the number of characters.
