As Thomas was speaking to Pisces, an old man walked into Food and Medicine Hall.
“Waiter, I would like to order...”
The old man sat down, and his face was full of grief.
When Thomas looked over, he realized that the person was none other than Blake of the House of Vistaria.
He took the menu and walked over. “Mr. Winslow, what would you like to order today?”
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