The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 2132

Conan ordered haute cuisine.

Truffles, caviar, foie gras, puffer fish—There was everything.

However, most of the food he ordered was raw beef—beef tartare, medium rare steak, and so on. The array of food was dazzling.

Once seated, Conan put on a napkin and dug in.

"Why aren't you eating? You don’t like it? Here's the menu. Order whatever you want. Feel free to help yourselves. After all, it's my treat."

Sean asked if they had scrambled eggs and fish and chips, which they did.

However, the dishes Sean ordered were peasant food to Conan.

Although he said nothing, several people behind him could not help but burst out laughing.

He raised his voice deliberately. "Why did you laugh? Is it funny that I coughed? People might think you were making fun of Mr. Lennon."

disguised the

spoke, he glanced at Sean again with

please don't take any offense to my

do you have any favorite liquor? I recommend

his eyes. He had never heard of

foreign liquor was no match for the privately brewed liquor

That liquor was refreshing.

It's fragrant, and the aftertaste lingers on the tongue. It costs more

50

Don't worry about spending too much. I've

eyes of the few people in Conan's entourage already showed their disdain

did not appreciate Joshilich, was

sip of the liquor

liquor is good. It's silky smooth. Even after swallowing, the fragrance lingers in my

at that. He turned his head

they could only suppress their laughter, but their eyes were already full of disdain