Chapitre 877: May I Take This Seat?

The waiter behind the bar secretly glanced at Yan Ye's finger. It was as fair as an onion and it glowed like a jade. His heart skipped a beat. After walking in the forest of magical beasts for many years, he knew that judging a book by its cover would lead to death very quickly.

The waiter was especially alert. He placed two glasses of Deep Sea Blue in front of Yan Ye as quickly as possible and used another glass of wine to help Yan Ye occupy the empty seat beside him. Then, he quickly brought the bread over.

At the entrance, there was a commotion. The waiter frowned and looked over. A cold woman in snow satin clothes walked in, followed by a group of guards in white clothes. A guard complained, "Young Palace Master, that tavern doesn't know how to appreciate favors. They did not give our Taiyi Palace any face. Why don't I destroy them?"