Chapter 617 (1/2)

Who Played Who (1)

“Hey, waiter, pass me the menu!” said Ye Lang as he looked at the food spread on the table. He planned to have a round first then order more.

The girls didn’t mind, Debbie told them what happened.

After receiving the menu, Ye Lang started ordering. He had the habit of ordering the most expensive dish on the menu. That being said, he would skip those that sounded disgusting too...

The girls didn’t mind either, they could afford it.

What they did mind was the fact that Ye Lang didn’t look at them after greeting them. He dove headfirst into the food without giving them any more attention.

What caught the ladies even more off guard was the fact that even though Ye Lang was eating at a fast pace, he did not lose his eating etiquette.

They almost thought that the man sitting in front of them was a nobleman. Not a real one of course, but like a nobleman among the commoners.

“Hey, what is your name?” asked a girl.

“Ye Lang!” replied Ye Lang then he continued having his meal.

“Ye Lang? What a common name. Where are you from and why are you here? Also, are you a warrior?”

“Swordsman! From the other side of the world!” Ye Lang didn’t plan to answer anything directly. He had prepared a list of answers on his way here.

If anyone asked more, he would say he wandered around without a real home and that he’s a mercenary with a moral code.

“Swordsman? Just say you’re a man with a sword. With a sword as thin as yours, you can’t even kill a chicken,” said Debbie.

Ye Lang was irritated at the comment. He got up and fiercely slammed his sword on the table while glaring at Debbie.

She felt a chill down her spine.

The other girls looked at Ye Lang nervously. They were afraid that he would fight Debbie. What they didn’t expect was---

“Catch a chicken and I’ll show you!”

“...”

The girls were stunned, their brains weren’t able to process what happened.

“HAHA…” all the other girls except for Debbie laughed.

How did he say that so seriously?!

Everyone knew that Debbie used a chicken figuratively, not literally.

“Are you stupid?” Debbie’s face darkened.

“No! Are you?” said Ye Lang as he shook his head.

“...” The girls were dumbfounded again. They tried to hold back their laughter.

“Do you want to die!!” Debbie was enraged, her hands cluthced the corner of the table.

“Debbie! No!” said the prettiest one. She grabbed Debbie’s hand, signalling her to release the table.