C1155 A Prodigal

The old man smiled as he looked at the tanned man in confusion.

"Why aren't you leaving? Are you waiting for the new year? Or should I serve you eight dishes and one soup to give you some practice?"

The tanned man was so angry that he almost spat out blood. He wanted to make a move, but he knew that the gap between him and the old man was too great. If he continued to make a move