Li Xin knew that if he didn't do something soon, he'd be exposed.
"Young Master Simmons seldom visits, why don't we have a casual meal together?" Li Xin invited. Considering Simmons's taste, the inn's food might be hard to swallow, but his invitation, even if declined, would leave Dragon Mother feeling appreciated—a win-win.
"Alright, the diced chicken last time was quite unique. It's been a while, and I do miss it a bit," Simmons replied with a smile. "Thanks for the trouble."
"No trouble at all, what's good about chicken? We've long prepared the secret speciality of Lirong Inn just for you, young master!" Upon hearing Simmons would stay, Dragon Mother finally stopped trying to throw herself at him and excitedly swayed her large hips to prepare.
Simmons looked at Li Xin, "The boss is quite enthusiastic."
