Chapitre 523: He's Not That Person

Snort, snort, snort.

Fatty devoured a bowl of noodles with gusto, his enormous head almost burying itself into the bowl, while a pot beside him was nearly empty, with only some broth left.

A burly man with thick eyebrows sat on a long stool, silently watching Fatty eat noodles. He held a cigarette between his fingertips, occasionally taking a drag.

After Fatty finally finished his third bowl, the burly man spoke up, "Had your fill?"

"Stuffed," Fatty said, letting out a loud belch, then sheepishly wiped his mouth.

The burly man fixed his gaze on Fatty. After a moment, he spoke slowly, "Do you... really know Bluesea? Is he really your uncle?"

"I swear I'm not lying to you!" Fatty slammed down his bowl emphatically. "I would never lie to you, it's true!"

"So how did you find your way here, then?"

"Well..." Fatty glanced around casually before answering, "My uncle gave me this address, said you must be back in our hometown."