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... Feng Yue tidied up his bowl and chopsticks and took them downstairs.
The waiter, seeing him, smoothly took the food box from his hands and said with a forced smile, "Young Master, there’s no need for you to do this yourself; just let us handle these small tasks."
Feng Yue casually refused, "No need."
Having said that, he turned and went upstairs.
The waiter was left standing there, food box in hand, with a bewildered expression, muttering quietly, "What a strange ...
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