The six of them left the library and approached the counter, where the chubby, practiced owner automatically rolled over with a broad grin.
Luo En stepped forward and asked with a smile:
"I'd like to ask you something."
Upon hearing this gentle tone, the chubby owner was a bit flattered:
"Whatever you need, sir, just say the word!"
"I just met a friend in the library who I had a good conversation with, but he left in such a hurry that he forgot to tell me his name. I was wondering if you might know him, as I'd like to invite him for a couple of drinks later."
"What does he look like? If he's a regular, I'll surely remember!"
"High cheekbones, gray-green eyes, black hair, middle-aged, balding a bit..."
Once Luo En finished describing the person's features, the chubby owner slapped his thigh immediately and said:
"Are you talking about Lord Caesar?"
Luo En's eyes flashed, and he asked with some uncertainty:
"Which Caesar?"
