บท 126: Chapter Eighteen: Fried Chicken Legs and 173 Go Better Together

Chen Ze took a deep breath, gripping the table as he resisted the urge to activate the magic circle.

"Do you have any gold coins?" Chen Ze had already sized up Flemea. She didn't seem like the type to carry ingredients on her.

"Gold coins? I don't have many left, just ten, and that's probably not enough," Flemea retracted her tail, felt around her body, and took out ten gold coins, placing them on the table.

Chen Ze accepted the gold coins; they were still warm. "That's enough, thank you for your patronage, and welcome to visit again."

"Young human, don't you want to know where these gold coins came from~" Flemea said, wearing a teasing smile.

"I don't want to know." Chen Ze rolled his eyes, deciding to speak less with this Sang Long lest he be annoyed to death.

"Eh~ Why not? Didn't you feel their warmth? I kept them hidden away specially~" Flemea said, feigning shyness.