The chef over there brought a plate of sashimi on a white porcelain plate, with sauce, mustard, and a pair of brand new chopsticks.

The man with the golden hand was about to take action when his cell phone rang. He took it out, took a look at it, and raised his eyebrows to answer the call.

"Hey, Brother Hao, didn't you say that you and your three brothers would be back today? Why is there no one on the bow?"

The man with golden hands smiled and said: "Brother Yun, I don't need to report to you where I am or what I want to do, right?"

A bold voice came from the other end of the phone, as well as the sound of howling wind. The person who spoke was probably standing on the beach, facing the strong wind.

"What do you mean by reporting? Isn't it going to be the 18th birthday party of the old dragon head's baby?"

"We have nine brothers and sisters, so we can be considered his brothers and sisters. Don't be shabby when giving gifts. I'm afraid that you, noble man, are busy with things, so please remind me."

The man with the golden hand smiled and said: "Don't worry about it. You can give me whatever you want. I will give you a small portion for myself. I guess the old dragon will not talk to me about this matter."

He hung up the phone directly with a frown on his face.

"I'm just an adult, and there's still a long way to go. You guys are getting anxious now. You really think that I, Dugu Hao, am like you..."

In the corner over there, Saburo has already dialed the phone.
Chapter completed!