"You can take it if you like." You Jue took out the dagger and threw it towards Uncle Fang.

Uncle Fang took it in his hands and was a little stunned.

"I'm just keeping it for her," Youjue said, casting a cold glance at Kurihara.

Kurihara noticed his gaze and immediately stared back.

"Thank you very much." Uncle Fang bowed his hands to You Jue and thanked you.

You Jue said no more words.

Yu'er didn't expect to get the dagger so easily, and was a little surprised.

At this time, I didn't care about this matter. I pulled Uncle Fang, Aunt Lian and Xiaomi over and sat at the table: "Father, mother, Xiaomi, are you hungry? Sit down first. The food will be served soon."

"Xiaoji!" Kurihara called out.

"Your Majesty, please give me your orders." The waiter has already entered the room.

"Didn't you see that we have a newcomer here? Hurry up and serve the food!" Kurihara said.

"Yes, here it is for you." The waiter responded hurriedly.

After a while, the food and wine were served, and Yu'er was busy picking vegetables into Uncle Fang and Aunt Lian's bowls, asking about their farewells, and was enjoying themselves.

Xiaomi, however, was neither able to sit nor stand, and often glanced furtively at Youjue.

Uncle Fang also occasionally looked at You Jue. Although he had the Hellfire Dagger in his hand, he still felt deeply uneasy in his heart.

As soon as the meal was over, several people wanted to leave.

"There are so many people outside, how can we get out?" Xiaomi leaned out of the window and looked out.

There was still a sea of ​​people outside, and they were surrounded by people on three floors inside and three floors outside.

Those who come here to eat and drink are no longer just beggars.

All the people who passed by here, those who came from far away after hearing about it, people in long clothes and short clothes, dirty and clean, all gathered in this street.

It was ten times more crowded than before.

"Xiaoji!" Kurihara roared angrily.

"My guest, your order." Laifu came in immediately and responded.

"Where is the back door?" Kurihara asked.

"Sir, have you eaten?" Laifu asked.

"Yes." Kurihara said.

"Have you drunk?" Laifu asked again.

"Nonsense!" Kurihara said.

"Then, please pay today's money." Laifu said with a smile.

"Silver?" Kurihara looked at You Zetsu.

"How much?" Youjue Xianglaifu asked.

"Please wait a moment," Laifu said.

After saying that, he went downstairs and came up after a while and said: "The drinks and meals at this time total 3,800 taels. It is estimated that the remaining expenses for the rest of the day will be about 5,300 taels."

"Are you running a black shop?" Xiaomi opened her mouth in shock.
Chapter completed!