章 681: The Trash is Growing its Gold

Cyril, the blonde woman, was uneased seeing the smile from Elder Tamuh. Her feelings were shrouded with doubt, and couldn't help to think that the bald elder had something in mind from the way he looked at the three, especially how he talked to Jiji.

"Cyril, is something wrong?" Luvia asked.

"Hm? Nothing, nothing is wrong," said Cyril with a smile. (Elder Tamuh might not look like it, but, hmm....).

"C'mon Lulu, I'm starving," said Jiji as her face was pulled down by the gravity.

"Alright, haha," Ark laughed before pointing at an empty table, "Why don't we sit over there."

The group immediately sat down at the table with Luvia sitting together alongside Ark, and her friends sitting on the opposite.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hey! That's my glass Kesya!"

"How did you know?!"

"It was in my hand a moment ago!"