Peach blossom?

Isn't this a woman's name?

You are a grown man, what should you call me? You have to be called Peach Blossom...

"I don't care what kind of flower you are, now let's talk about how to deal with today's affairs. If you can't give our restaurant a satisfactory answer, you will die today."

The waiter threatened.

"I don't care, I want to eat delicious food. You can prepare a new table for me. Remember, it must be delicious. If it still tastes so bad, I still won't pay for it."

The Immortal Emperor said seriously.

He came for the delicious food, and he never forgot that.

It’s so depressing and so unpalatable.

The waiter was going crazy, and so were the guards. As for the guests not far away, they were also laughing.
Chapter completed!