Drizzt just shook his head.

"Sorry, I don't eat mixed foods, I'm more picky about food."

"so……"

So, goodbye.

Drizzt waved.

A card was drawn out casually.

Don't look at what's above.

What kind of fate is it?

He just threw it out casually.

In dealing with such a small fish, he has reached the point where his destiny comes from his heart.

What fate he wants to give him is what fate.

Judgment, scepter, sword, death, justice, power.

Anyway.

Get out of here.

"Get out," he said.

He hates the most, others disturb him from eating. (To be continued...)

ps: I was playing in Cambodia a few days ago, so I didn’t update.

Everyone is sorry.

Start restoring updates.

Finished.
Chapter completed!