“Hm?!”


  Angela stared wide-eyed at Mag. She did not expect to hear what she wanted to hear come out from Mag’s mouth so easily.

  “Ca-Carapace Island?” Angela tried to control her emotions as she continued probing. “When was that?”


  “I don’t remember. I don’t have a very good memory.” Mag shook his head slightly. Since he already had the agreement, and it was already signed, he was now in control. Even if Angela knew something, she would be bound by the agreement, and couldn’t say anything.

  “What did you do at Carapace Island? I heard that it’s a very chaotic little island, and there’s nothing special about it,” Angela asked, pretending to be curious.

  “That……” Mag looked at Angela with a smile, and said, “.……is a secret.”


  Angela looked at Mag’s evil smile, and was so annoyed she wanted to throw a chair in his face. Just when she thought the answer was coming out, he stopped right there.

  “I’ve stayed on Carapace Island for a while, and there was a very famous Ayi Crayfish Restaurant there. The owner is called Hades, and the crayfish and beer I had there were the same as the ones in Mamy Restaurant. May I ask if you know him?” Angela asked bluntly since she was too lazy to beat about the bush.

  “Hades? He’s my disciple.” Mag nodded.

  “Disciple?”


  “Yes. Back then, there was a young lobster monster who came far away from across the oceans to ask me to…… I mean to learn from me. He looked very sincere, so I took him in as my disciple, and taught him three ways to make crayfish and how to brew beer. However, he started showing off his culinary skills everywhere after that, and he went from bad to worse, so I chased him away and cut all ties with him, even making him promise not to say that he was my disciple. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye,” Mag lamented.

  “But why do I think that he seemed older than you?” Angela asked Mag doubtfully.

  “If culinary skills were directly proportional to age, then wouldn’t everyone in the dragon tribe be master chefs?” Mag asked.

  “No…… what I mean to say is, he was young?”


  “He grew very quickly and aged a lot.” Mag let out a dry cough.

  Angela looked at Mag in apparent disbelief. She felt that something was off somewhere, but she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

  “Speaking of him, I’ve not had news of him for years. I wonder where he is now? Is he still selling crayfish?” Mag asked, appearing to be a benevolent master who was very concerned about his disciple.

  “I was about to ask you.” Angela rolled her eyes, and said with a shake of her head, “His restaurant on Carapace Island was overthrown, and no one knew where he went.”


  “Sigh, it seems like we wouldn’t have a chance to meet again.” Mag sighed again, and appeared rather upset.

  Angela looked at the melancholic expression on Mag’s face, and started to accept this rather strange setup. She even felt that she shouldn’t have mentioned the past which made Mag a little depressed. With a shrug, she said, “I’m sorry. I think I shouldn’t have brought him up.”


  “It’s alright. If you hadn’t brought him up, I would have forgotten I still had a disciple. It’s all matters in the past, anyway. I will always have disciples in the future.” Mag regained his bright smile, and waved his hand nonchalantly.

  “Huh?” Angela widened her eyes. She didn’t know how to react.

  “So, do you have any plans after coming to Chaos City? Do you have any expectations for this job?” Mag asked Angela as he changed the topic.

  When she suddenly left Carapace Island, she brought all the succubi along with her. Could she be planning to do the same at Chaos City?

  “I find Chaos City rather interesting and special, so I plan to stay here for a while.” Angela nodded. She thought for a while, and said, “As for work, I will stay for at least a year.”


  “Mm-hm. That’s great.” Mag nodded. He did not want to hire a one-day employee again. After receiving Angela’s promise, he stood up, and said, “You can do whatever you want. I’ll go take an afternoon nap.”


  “That’s it?” Angela stood up in a daze.

  “Mm-hm. You’re a successful interviewee who met me, who needed help, so things naturally became simple,” Mag said with a smile before turning around to go upstairs.

  Something seemed not quite right, but then it didn’t seem like there was anything wrong. Angela sat back down and took a sip from the glass of warm water to calm herself down. From today onwards, she was employed.

  Before entering his bedroom, Mag went to check on Hannah, who was still drawing very seriously in the study. Her greasy and messy hair was put up into a messy bun with a pencil, and she was wearing a pair of slippers. She was thinking very deeply as the pencil in her mouth became deformed from her biting.

  Mag suddenly felt guilty for turning a top-tier brewer into a full-time artist.

  She was supposed to be in her most beautiful youth. Why must she learn drawing?

  Hannah, who heard the sound, looked up and saw Mag standing at the door. Her eyes lit up as she said, “Boss, come over for a while. Could you help me take a look if there are any problems with this drawing?”


  Mag walked over and solved Hannah’s problem effortlessly while also pointing out some obvious mistakes she made in the design. After that, he walked away suavely, leaving behind Hannah watching him with awe and admiration.

  Hannah picked up the thermal flask beside her, and took a sip of wolfberry tea. She felt the warmth flow throughout her body, driving her passion to get back to work once again.

  Miya and the rest started arriving at the restaurant. When they saw Angela sitting inside, they were all very shocked.

  “Let me introduce you to everyone. This is Angela, the restaurant’s new staff member,” Mag introduced as he stood up.

  “Hello, everyone, I am Angela. I am starting work at the restaurant. Please take care of me,” Angela greeted with a smile. She swept a glance over all the ladies there, and her eyes grew brighter.

  She didn’t even notice that, because she was so caught up with the crayfish.

  Camilla looked at Angela and squinted. She felt that something was unusual.

  Angela’s gaze fell on Camilla, and she also had some doubts. That lady appeared to be a vampire. She was beautiful and elegant, but the aura that she exuded was different from the other ladies’.