The members of the Northern United Army were utterly dumbfounded.
"Uncle Niu's Kitchen God" Restaurant?
Grand opening?
'We're here trying to figure out how to kill you, and you're telling us about your restaurant's grand opening?!'
'What, you expect us to show up and be your patrons?'
Mo Qi ignored everyone's strange stares and continued, "In addition to some home-style dishes, this restaurant also offers private, custom-tailored services. We specialize in treating all kinds of difficult and complex illnesses. There isn't an injury I can't heal or a disease I can't cure; only ones you can't imagine."
The crowd from the North District was speechless.
'Are you opening a restaurant or a medical clinic?'
'And that's an awfully big boast!'
'There are at least eight thousand physicians present, if not ten thousand. Even a great expert from the Immortal Realm's Divine Master Valley wouldn't dare make such a boast.'
