Tonight, Ye Chenfeng, of course, has plans.
What Tai Chi and Death Gaze duel, watching that in the evening would definitely not be boring.
But how to arrange lunch?
Because when he checked his pockets just now, Ye Chenfeng found them completely empty, not a single penny.
"A penny can embarrass even a hero," perfectly described Ye Chenfeng's current predicament.
"Phew!"
A bus suddenly drove past Ye Chenfeng, filled with people inside.
The bus then stopped in front of a hotel, and the men and women inside started checking in with their suitcases.
"That's it, I've got an idea."
Ye Chenfeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately followed them.
Ye Chenfeng naturally blended into the hotel and waited for a bit.
The tourists who were arranged in the hotel gathered in the hotel's self-service restaurant, and Ye Chenfeng took the chance to sneak in easily.
The tourists weren't in uniform, and since they all had Asian faces, nobody noticed Ye Chenfeng after he entered.
