Chapter 50: Stripping Bark and Stuffing Straw

“Thank you for your help. If you ever have the chance, please visit the Mermaid Kingdom. As long as you call my name loudly by the sea, I will come to see you.”

“Goodbye.”

The mermaid’s body became transparent for a moment, then returned to normal, though its color had faded slightly.

Liu Zheng watched this quietly, guessing that this must be a decoy left by the mermaid, while the real one had likely fled.

No wonder she was the mermaid princess—she had some real skills.

As for her invitation to visit the Mermaid Kingdom, Liu Zheng simply ignored it.

In this world, everyone was cunning and wicked; could this fish really be some kind of innocent flower?

It was one thing to negotiate a deal, but friendship was out of the question.

Liu Zheng didn’t bother with any tricks of “the thief shouting ‘stop thief’,” and continued chatting casually with Niuma as they walked into the passageway.

“Napoleon, we’re back.”

As soon as they entered the kitchen, Niuma shouted loudly.

“I know, why shout so loud?”

The White Feather Chicken put down the onion it was holding, speaking with disdain.

“You don’t know how much I suffered to vent for you. Look, my subordinate’s heart was almost ripped out.”

Niuma pointed to Liu Zheng’s still-healing chest wound.

“What does your subordinate’s heart being ripped out have to do with you?”

The White Feather Chicken gave it a sidelong glance.

“I treated him like a son; he was hurt, but the pain is mine.”

Niuma said with a mournful expression.

“If your face were used for soup, it’d need at least ten minutes in a pressure cooker.”

The White Feather Chicken sighed in disbelief.

“That won’t do. If you use my face, you’d burn five minutes off it.”

Niuma replied confidently.

“Idiot. Salmon, you explain.”

“Here’s how it went, meow.”

The calico cat recounted the entire event in an orderly fashion, with appropriate detail and even acted out the key parts.

Indeed, this cat was more than just a cute mascot.

“Tindalos… its owner hasn’t come to the restaurant for a long time.”

The White Feather Chicken recalled.

“Every time he came before, the waitstaff would be at their wits’ end and had to decide by rock-paper-scissors who would serve him.”

It said with a hint of schadenfreude.

“Raising such a vicious dog, no matter how rich you are, you’d be eaten out of house and home.”

Niuma grumbled.

“Is Tindalos really that terrifying? Stronger than Oink?”

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

“Silence!”

The White Feather Chicken let out a sharp crow.

The entire kitchen fell completely silent.

“Don’t ever mention that guy’s name in the restaurant.”

The White Feather Chicken shook its head.

“That’s a taboo now?”

Liu Zheng was speechless.

The Fire Mage was the same person, Oink was the same person.

Is this a branch of Hogwarts or what?

“It’s no joke. He slaughtered half the restaurant back in the day.”

Niuma said.

“Luckily you didn’t serve in the waitstaff, or you’d have been skinned and made into a carpet by Britain by now.”

“Britain?”

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