Tang En had no special expression, nodded and smiled at the cavalry who was confused about his condition, and then pushed the chili powder seasoning bottle on the table in front of him into the middle of the table. Bovis was not polite, so he took it to the bowl and sprinkled it a few times, stirred it and ate it again.

It’s just a bowl of noodles, so it won’t take long, not to mention that Powells’s eating looks are a bit ugly and seem to eat voraciously.

Gulu… “Ah…”

Bovis opened his mouth very satisfied and breathed a sigh of relief. He put down the big bowl, took the towel provided by the stall from the cavalry beside him, first wiped his forehead with a sweaty sweat, then wiped his lips twice, and finally turned it over and wiped it gently in his palm.

"Another bowl?" Tang En asked.

Bovis shook his head: "Forget it, it's not too late to eat later."

"Oh." Tang En nodded, then said calmly: "I am a killer. Well, that is, the assassin means."

A very abrupt sentence answered Olyph’s previous question. The decades of fighting with the assassin are not fake, so even though Don’t have a superb disguise skills, Olyph still became alert. There is no reason to say about this, maybe it is the legendary intuition.

It was precisely because of this that Tang En did not rashly make any misunderstandings. Whether it was the previous wine glass or the subsequent chili powder seasoning bottle, they were only pushed into the middle. The same was true for Oleph. Although he was alert, he was still unsure after all, so he silently followed this rule.

Wow—

Tang En's words were light, but he felt that it was a bit strange when he started around him, so the cavalry who had been paying attention to him were not so calm. He instantly pushed the table and stood up, pressed his palm on his waist, waiting for the order as if he was facing a great enemy.

The atmosphere became stagnant in an instant...
Chapter completed!