The dishes were served, and everyone took their seats.
Anne ate quietly and obediently. Amy also put away the gifts from her two masters and began to focus on the drumstick in front of her.
"Thank you, masters, for teaching Amy so meticulously during this period of time. Here's a toast to you," Meg said sincerely to the two of them as he raised his glass. Then, he drank it all in one gulp.
Crassus and Julian were indebted to Amy for teaching her, and they also cared for the father and daughter.
Meg would always remember this kindness in his heart.
Today, the two of them came here with the intention of saying goodbye.
Although the two of them were not present at yesterday's race meeting, they would definitely not sit by and do nothing about the northern expedition.
This trip would be dangerous, so the two of them had already begun to make arrangements for their deaths.
They had taught Amy everything they had learned in their lives, leaving behind a seed.
"We should be thanking Mr. Mak for giving us such a good disciple," Crassus said with a hearty laugh.
Julian raised his glass and took a sip. Then, he looked at Meg and reminded him, "Rôme will forge a brand new weapon for Amy. Mr. Mak, remember to ask often."
"Okay." Meg nodded. Master Rôme had mentioned this before, but there had been no news recently.
Crassus added, "Amy is obedient, but she's still a child after all. It's inevitable that she'll get tired. Mr. Mak, you still have to urge her often. Only the hardworking can become strong."
"Okay, I'll urge her to practice magic often." Meg nodded.
After so many years, Meg once again experienced the feeling of being earnestly taught.
Meg drank with the two of them as the student's parent.
Maotai was a strong liquor. Even with Crassus and Julian's alcohol tolerance, they were still drunk after drinking a bottle.
"Good … good wine. Mr. Mak, what kind of wine is this?" Crassus narrowed his eyes and asked Meg.
"This is Maotai. Take these two bottles. When the two masters come back, we'll continue drinking." Meg smiled and stuffed two bottles of Maotai into their arms before sending them out.
The two of them had been fighting for their entire lives, but after they got drunk, they put their arms around each other's shoulders and staggered into the magic potion shop.
"Father, where are Master and the others going?" Amy stood behind Meg and asked curiously.
"Them? They are going to save the world," Meg said with a smile.
Amy's eyes lit up and she looked at Meg expectantly. "Then can you bring me along?"
"Not this time, because this is an adult matter. We can only talk about it after Amy grows up." Meg shook his head.
"I see." Amy pouted and sighed. She muttered softly, "I really want to grow up faster …"
Meg smiled and patted Amy's head. He turned around and was about to go in.
"Mr. Mak!"
A loud and clear voice sounded.
Meg looked up and saw a few burly men walking over quickly. The one in the lead was Sargeras. Kiel, Mond, and the rest were beside him.
Sargeras, whose shirt was unbuttoned, exuded a ferocious aura from the lava patterns on his body. His aura was very strong, and he had already touched the threshold of 10th-tier.
"Director Sargeras," Meg greeted him with a smile.
"Mr. Mak, I didn't expect you to really come back. I thought I might not be able to see you today," Sargeras said with an honest smile as he touched his bald head.
"I just came back last night." Meg nodded. He looked at the big backpack on Mond's back, and curiously asked, "Are you going on a long trip? Or are you going to do a mission? "
"We are going to respond to the city lord's call to go to the Far North to fight the undead army. We are going to report today. We wanted to say goodbye to you before we left. I didn't expect to really meet you," Sargeras said with a smile.
"Why did you suddenly decide to go to the north?" Meg was a little surprised.
He knew about the lava demons' situation. They were relying on Sargeras and the Burning Legion. If they were to die in the north, there would be no chance for them to make a comeback.
Sargeras smiled, and said, "If we hide at the back, who will protect you? This is what we should do."
"Yes! We are all going willingly to f * cking f * cking undead army! "Kiel agreed.
The members of the Burning Legion also roared with laughter, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
Meg looked at this group of men, and suddenly felt a sense of respect.
Racial hatred could be put aside, and personal safety could be put behind, but they still took on the chivalrous standards.
The Burning Legion. At this moment, Meg was moved.
"Mr. Mak, thank you for your hospitality during this period. You are the benefactor of the lava demons. Goodbye." Sargeras hammered his chest with one hand, and gave a lava demon's salute.
The leader of the Burning Legion and the others also saluted Meg.
Meg nodded with a smile. "You're welcome. Come back alive. I will give you as much roujiamo as you want."
Sargeras and the members of the Burning Legion laughed.
"Burning Legion!" Sargeras roared.
"For the roujiamo!"
The members of the Burning Legion replied in unison, and their roars shook the sky.
"Uncle Big Bald Head, I wish you all the best." Amy raised her little fist.
Sargeras looked at Amy with a doting smile on his face. He bent down, and gently bumped his fist with Amy's.
He retracted his hand, and was surprised to find that there was a small ring in his hand.
"Be sure to hit more bad guys!" Amy winked at Sargeras.
Sargeras smiled knowingly. He accepted Amy's small gift, and left with the Burning Legion.
"What did Amy give Uncle Sargeras?" Meg asked with a smile as he looked down at Amy.
"It's just … a small gift." Amy turned and ran into the dining room.
Meg shook his head with a smile. He also turned and closed the door. Then he went straight into the kitchen, and began to stew meat and knead dough.
In the evening, Meg sent two buckets of roujiamo to the temporary barracks outside the city in a carriage, and asked the guards to help deliver them to Sargeras.
The sun was already setting in the west, but a corner of the barracks suddenly lit up with a bright light, accompanied by the angry roars of burly men.
"Take this as a little blessing from me."
Meg got into the carriage with a smile, and ordered the coachman to return to the city.
The carriage stopped in front of Amy's.
As soon as Meg got out of the carriage, he saw the two girls standing at the door.
Hill Buffett, and Gloria Moreton.
The two most sought-after business prodigies in Chaos City were standing at the entrance of Mamy Restaurant waiting for him at this moment?
The atmosphere was quite harmonious. Although they were not talking and laughing, at least there was no strange atmosphere.
They stood about a meter apart.
Hill, in a red down jacket, looked capable and experienced. Her red lips looked even brighter in the setting sun. Just by standing there casually, she gave people a sense of oppression.
Gloria, in a white down jacket and a long black sweater skirt, looked more elegant and reserved. Standing next to Hill, her aura was not inferior.
Hearing the sound, the two girls looked up at Meg at the same time.
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