Liu Zheng stayed until the food delivery deadline before leaving.
Spirit's reputation is already worrying, Spirit Middle-aged is even more a typical example of being untrustworthy.
Fortunately, the short fat man didn't dare to go back on his word, otherwise Liu Zheng would have shown him what the working style of Bloody Restaurant is.
In reality, when he fights with those spirit groups, he at most dares to use bricks.
In Metropolis, their heads are just bricks.
Leaving the 7th floor, he first arrived at the novelist's door.
"It's you, senior!"
As soon as he knocked twice, the novelist's delighted voice came from inside the room.
Soon enough, the door was opened eagerly.
"How did you know it was me?"
Looking at the novelist's smile, Liu Zheng couldn't help but smile too.
"Because only a senior would surprise me like this."
The novelist said, tilting her head up.
"Smart."
He couldn't help rubbing her head.
