C869 I will Borrow a Knife to Kill You

The waiter, with a resigned sigh, covered his face and went to fetch wine for Fann Mingen.

Shortly after his departure, a man whose face was nearly completely obscured by a cap, sunglasses, and a mask slipped into the room.

"You are... *hic*... who?" slurred Fann Mingen, swaying and burping. He jabbed a finger at the newcomer and slurred, "Get out of here..