Zhao Yuan had no idea he'd been misunderstood. He was even more clueless that a malicious person was plotting to ruin his reputation.
Zhao Yuan led the Bone Woman out of the apartment complex and found a nearby restaurant. They had just sat down when the owner came over, beaming with enthusiasm. "Hey, it's you! It's been a while."
Zhao Yuan had eaten at this restaurant a few times before. His appetite had left the owner in awe and made him the man's favorite customer. After all, a single person who could eat enough food for ten or twenty people was a welcome sight at any restaurant—except, perhaps, an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Zhao Yuan could only exchange a few pleasantries with the enthusiastic owner.
The owner then got down to business. "So, what'll it be? The usual? Thirty dishes and a big bucket of rice to start?"
'Jeez,' Zhao Yuan thought. 'In their eyes, I don't eat by the bowl—I eat by the bucket.'
Unfortunately for the owner, he was destined for disappointment this time.
