It instantly grabbed the attention of everyone in the tavern.
"My stomach hurts so much! You people fed me something rotten! It’s filthy!" Qian Fugui clutched his stomach, his face twisted in agony, as if thousands of insects were gnawing at his intestines.
"Boss Qian, you can't just go around saying whatever you like. This tavern is a long-established business, and our dishes are guaranteed to be of the highest quality. Are you trying to dodge the bill after eating our fine venison?"
Chapter 29