"Lin Lang!"
Zou Zhiruo pouted, looking very displeased, and called out softly to Lin Lang:
"Look, she's completely ignoring you! It's so embarrassing!"
Lin Lang wasn't in a hurry—
Embarrassing?
He just wanted to recharge from that woman!
Open and honest!
He wasn't forcing anyone!
What's so embarrassing about that?
And at this moment!
The other patrons in the tavern were whispering:
"What a rude guy! Miss Ishida is like a goddess; how could she accompany him for a drink just because of some gold coins?"
"They don't seem like Neon People, more like those annoying Eastern People!"
"So rude! If he doesn't restrain himself, I'll teach him a lesson!"
...
The waitress glanced at the heap of gold coins in front of her, swallowed her saliva, and bowed to Lin Lang:
"I'm sorry, sir, Miss Ishida is a special guest performer at our tavern, not an employee! I can't order her to accompany you for a drink..."
She thought for a moment, then added:
