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."

cleverly disguised the laughter

he glanced at Sean again with a

Lennon, please don't take any

way, do you have any

narrowed his eyes. He had never heard

liquor was no match for the privately brewed liquor in the

That liquor was refreshing.

Joshilich is a famous liquor. It's fragrant, and the aftertaste lingers

bring me 50 bottles

Don't worry about spending too

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

who did not appreciate Joshilich, was a

of the

is good. It's silky smooth. Even after

to laugh at that. He turned his head

entourage dared not follow Conan's example, so they could only suppress their laughter, but their eyes were already