"Young Master, I don't understand what you're trying to say." said the old man, with fear and confusion.
"Who are you?" asked Zixin.
"Fu Lan. My teacher who was the previous owner of this restaurant gave me his surname since I was an orphan. He took me in when I was only ten years old and taught me culinary skills." quickly answered the old man.
"Fu Lan you say, if you can tell me where I can find one of these Battle Beasts or anything related to them then I'll let you go, otherwise, I'm leaving with your head." said Zixin.
"Young Master, please spare me!" said the old man and immediately kowtowed. Zixin ignored his pleas and instead passed a small paper to him.
"Here's the list, check if there's one you recognise. Fu Lan, don't lie to me. As an excellent cook, you must have some knowledge, no matter how small."
