Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Chapter 1505 - Could It Be Him?!

Chapter 1505: Could It Be Him?!

In a tearoom, Bennett removed a teapot’s cover, and scattered some tea leaves in. He then placed the cover back, and continued boiling them.

A bulky man strode in, and reported to Bennett in a low voice, “Boss, two orcs fought in the gambling den located west of the city. One died, and the other was captured by our brothers. How should we handle him?”

“The same old rule as usual. A murderer must pay with his life. Dig a hole in the backyard and bury him,” Bennett calmly said as he casually added another two pieces of charcoal into the stove.

“Yes,” that bulky man answered before walking toward the door.

“Wait a sec,” Bennett suddenly called out. The man turned around with befuddlement, and Bennett said, “Be clean in your work these days.”

“Alrighty,” the man answered before striding out.

Am I getting more and more timid? Bennett smirked at himself. The words that Mag said in the morning appeared in his mind again. If Mag had said those words 10 years ago, he wouldn’t have let him walk out of this door.

However, Mag’s ident.i.ty was rather unique. Not only was his daughter the disciple of the two great magic casters, given his current fame in Chaos City, Benett would be in trouble if anything was to happen to Mag.

Of course, this didn’t mean that he would have to take it lying down.

He had just sent out a few letters. Certain people would be arriving from some other places a few days later. It would be easier for them to handle certain things.

Mag was just a chef. How dared he say such big words to Benett? The latter wouldn’t be able to survive in Chaos City in the future if he didn’t teach the former a lesson now.

Bennett turned to look at the dark sky outside the window, and curled his lips. His people should already be teaching that old lady a lesson right now. He wasn’t happy that Rena wasn’t being cooperative at all, so she had to pay a price for her behavior.

Three black shadows approached the dormitory in the dark. Their eyes met in the dark and acknowledged one another. One of them pointed up, and then the trio proceeded up to the dormitory’s door via the staircase. One of them was prepared to knock on the door, while the other two grasped the ropes and wooden clubs in their hands tightly.

Bang, bang, bang!

Before they could knock on the door, three dull thuds already sounded. Three Gray Temple men were dragging the three men in black away, and swiftly disappeared into the dark night.

After a while, the dormitory’s door cracked open.

“Were the stray cats fighting again?” Clarince murmured as she looked around puzzledly. Then, she closed the door again.

***

The casino in the west of the city.

A figure was lying on a rooftop, watching the casino staff dig a big hole in the backyard and toss two orcs into it. One of them was already dead, while the other was still struggling, but his mouth was sealed, and he was tied up. He could only make some m.u.f.fled sounds.

“Why are you screaming? A murderer must pay with his life as a debtor pays with money. That is the casino’s rule. We will help you spend the money that you’ve won.” The bulky man, who was at Bennett’s earlier on, smirked, and the rest burst into laughter with him.

“Bury him, and do a clean job.” That man weighed the heavy money with his hand and smiled. “I’ll be giving you all a treat tonight. We will have both good wine and beautiful women.”

“Alrighty!” everyone answered excitedly, and their digging became a lot faster.

After burying the two, they simply tossed two stones over the place, and then left.

That black shadow who was lying on the roof waited for a while before leaping into the backyard. He got a bamboo rod out of nowhere, and used a wooden rod to poke a hole in the ground before stuffing the hollow bamboo into it. He soon disappeared from the yard too.

***

“Sir, come in and have fun. We have some new succubi who know everything. We promise to give you a good time.”

In the south of the city, in front of a brothel with red lanterns hanging on the door, an old woman was leading a few seductively dressed succubi as they attracted the attention of the pa.s.sing men.

A wretched-looking demon stumbled over, and asked in a low voice, “The goods, do you have it today?”

The old madam flicked a glance at his bursting money bag, and immediately put on a smiley face. She grabbed him by the arm as she led him into the building. She smilingly said, “Of course, we have all the goods that you want here.”

“Including the latest?” that demon pursued.

“Of course. No other brothels will have as many goods as us here in Chaos City,” the old madam smilingly answered. She reached in between her deep ravine, and got a packet of white powder out. She pressed it into that demon’s hand. “Take a look at that color. Where are you going to get such a grade after leaving this courtyard?”

“Number One has already infiltrated the enemies’ interior, and confirmed there is a forbidden drug trade. We request for backup!”

Behind a big tree a distance away, a young man was talking into a conch in his hand in a low voice.

A huge invisible net had already been spread out, but the fish in it still had no idea about it at all.

After the busy dinner service was over, Rena rushed back to the dormitory without having supper with Mag and the gang. She was finally relieved after she saw her mother answer the door looking perfectly fine.

Rena closed the door, and smilingly asked Clarince, “Mother, are you hungry? Should I cook something for you?”

“I’m not hungry. I will be sleeping soon, so I don’t need to eat anything.” Clarince shook her head with a smile. She looked at Rena with an aching heart. “You must be exhausted after a busy day. Quickly go wash up and rest.”

“I’m not tired at all. Then, I will go and bathe now.” Rena shook her head smilingly, and went into the bathroom with her pajamas.

Soaking in the tub, Rena recalled the words that Mag told her that day, and there was a warm feeling in her heart. Much of her fear of that balding man dissipated too.

This wasn’t the slums, after all. He wouldn’t dare to attempt anything here.

***

Early the next morning, Bennett was woken by a series of panicked knocking.

“B-Boss, all our gambling dens and brothels were raided last night!” A middle-aged manager barged in, and reported to Bennett with a face full of fear.

“What?!” Bennett jumped out of his bed immediately and glared. “What did you say?”

“All your gambling dens and brothels were raided by the Gray Temple last night. All our people are arrested. They couldn’t even get the news out. What do we do now?” that manager said in a tearful voice with a sorrowful expression.

“How did that happen?” Bennett frowned. He got off his bed, and began to pace around in his room barefooted. He suddenly halted, and asked that manager, “Did you receive any news?”

“No. We didn’t receive any replies from our informant at the Gray Temple, either. The people we sent to sound things out didn’t return, either.” The manager shook his head. They definitely weren’t the Gray Temple’s match once the latter decided to take action against them.

Could it be him?! Mag’s warning flashed across Bennett’s mind as all these things happened after his warning.