Chapter 66: Burn, Big Bald Head!

Mag took a look at the gold coins in Sargeras' hands—thirteen, no more, no less. He said he wanted 10 more. Looks like he doesn't have enough money on him today. Mag wanted to chuckle.

The two customers outside didn't see anything disturbing happen. They watched a small-eyed man walk out and leave satisfied and relaxed, so they figured it should be all right for them to eat here. They hesitated for a moment and walked inside.

"Owner, I think 10 gold coins is too much for a wooden chair. I can buy one with two. I'll give you four and buy another two roujiamos with the remaining six. What do you say?" Sargeras raised his voice, looking at Mag with his red eyes.

Sargeras always spoke bluntly with males. Now, he was using a much more polite tone because of roujiamo. Once, he would have held a big fireball in his hand.