His white beard had turned into a half-beard, and he had been taught a lesson by the little girl. Krassu swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He blushed and glared at Sargeras when he thought of what he had just said.
Although Sargeras was a little flustered, he wasn't easily amused. He had been trying to hold back his laughter, but after hearing Amy's words, he couldn't hold it in anymore. He had to turn his head away to avoid Crassus's gaze. He covered his mouth and continued to laugh, his shoulders shaking exaggeratedly. This was the funniest thing he had seen in decades.
"Half-beard grandpa, don't scare Big Baldy. He'll get angry too. If he burns off the rest of your beard, you'll become a beardless grandpa," Amy reminded Crassus.
"Actually, it was just a small accident. I can also use the fireball spell you just used, and mine is bigger and more powerful —" Crassus turned to Amy with a big smile on his face.
"Your second plate of Yangzhou fried rice." Meg walked out of the kitchen and put the second plate of Yangzhou fried rice in front of Crassus. He looked at him seriously, and said, "And as I said, Amy is still young. I'm not going to let her leave me to study magic elsewhere. If she wants, I'll find a suitable teacher for her to study in Chaos City."
The customer, who was surprised that Krassu didn't lose his temper, was even more shocked when he saw Mag interrupt Krassu as soon as he stepped out of the kitchen.
And it sounded like this wasn't the first time Meg had rejected Crassus. She must be very talented to be able to make him swallow his pride and try to bypass Meg to make Amy interested in him.
He actually rejected him directly! Harrison looked at Meg with his mouth slightly agape. Being accepted as a disciple by a magic caster worshipped by the Roth Empire was something that would bring honor to the family.
Every year, countless people would do everything in their power to send their children to the Magus Tower in Rodu. Even if they were sent there as servants, they were hoping that some magic caster would take them in as a disciple one day.
But now, Crassus had taken the initiative to ask Amy to be his disciple, and Meg had rejected him directly because he didn't want Amy to leave his side.
"I think this reason is very easy to accept. If I had such a lovely daughter, I wouldn't let her leave my side, either. Not even a magic caster." Gjerj looked at Meg and stood firmly on his side.
"Yes, Father. I won't leave my side. Half-beard grandpa, if you really want to learn magic, I'll teach you when I'm free. I'm my hand's. I'm." Amy Crassus's head.........
"I'll continue eating." Crassus looked at the determined Meg and Amy, who wanted to be his disciple. He picked up his spoon silently and continued eating his Yangzhou fried rice with a slight frown.
His initial idea was to take Amy back to the Magus Tower for her education. The Magus Tower had been constantly renovated and remodeled by the royal family of the Roth Empire. It was now the most suitable place to practice magic on the continent apart from the Elven Fantasy Mystic Realm.
But now, it seemed that Meg was very determined not to let Amy leave his side. He didn't lack money, and with his cooking skills, he chose to stay in the City in the Chaos and open a restaurant. He probably didn't care about the power of the Roth Empire, and he hadn't shown any interest in magic from the beginning.
The three things that Crassus had the most advantages seemed to be worthless in Meg's eyes, and his love for Amy was more important than anything else. He didn't know what to offer to tempt Meg. He was a little troubled.
Meg glanced at Crassus, who didn't continue to pester him, and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
After Crassus revealed his identity, he was indeed a little worried. After all, he was a powerful magic caster. If he wanted to do something to him, he wouldn't be able to resist.
The main reason why Ai Mi was able to burn off his beard was because he was in a daze and underestimated her at the beginning. The difference between the two of them was like the difference between an elephant and an ant.
Fortunately, this Crassus seemed to be quite reasonable. He didn't use his identity and power to force them. However, he wouldn't change his mind about going to the Magus Tower. It was too dangerous there, and he couldn't let Amy go alone.
After Crassus lowered his head and focused on eating, this little farce during the meal gradually calmed down. Both parties didn't fight to the extent of drawing swords, so it was more like a joke between Amy and Crassus.
However, everyone had confirmed one thing today: Mr. Mak's daughter was not to be trifled with. She even dared to burn the beard of a magic caster worshipped by the Roth Empire. They would have to pay for their meals obediently in the future.
After the dishes were served, the customers were soon immersed in the delicious food, and enjoyed the pleasant feeling brought by it.
Many customers who had come in out of curiosity couldn't help but order one when they smelled the tempting aroma in the air and saw the customers' happy faces. They wanted to taste the delicious food, even if it was just for once.
After serving three roujiamos to Sargeras, Meg reminded the customers who had just come in to move aside, because Sargeras's reaction to the roujiamo was a little exaggerated.
"Whoosh!" As expected, after taking a big bite of the roujiamo, Sargeras spat out a ball of flame from his mouth. The lava on his body reappeared, and flames rose from his skin.
Fortunately, he had learned his lesson this time. He sat on the iron chair he had brought with him, some distance from the table and the wall behind him. Although the roujiamo in his hand wasn't burning, he still ate it with relish, which attracted the attention of the others.
"Mr. Mak, can I take away two plates of Yangzhou fried rice? My wife and children love your Yangzhou fried rice, "Gjerj said to Meg with a smile after taking the second roujiamo.
"Now we can only take away one plate of food per person, because we need to satisfy the customers who come in first." Meg shook his head. There were more and more new customers today, and the number of people who came in for the thousand-person mission was steadily increasing. Therefore, he had to set a limit on takeaway.
"I see." Gjerj pondered. He had promised his wife and children that he would take dinner for them. If he could only take one plate of food back, it would be a little hard to explain. The two children, who already knew how to eat, had snatched half a bowl of food from Miranda at noon, and had complained that they didn't want to eat tonight.
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