Tian Peng couldn't help but click his tongue and gave the waiter a glare, "That's enough, what time is it now, the guest has already vomited, and you're not hurrying to clean up, at least you should offer a cup of water."
The waiter slapped his forehead, having truly forgotten this matter, and quickly nodded his head, "Thankfully, the guest you reminded me in time, I'm on it now."
He rushed back to the kitchen, and this time, in only a moment, he returned with a cup of plain water and handed it to Tian Peng, "Guest, your water."
Tian Peng almost doubted what the waiter's brain was made of and barely restrained himself from kicking him.
"What are you giving this to me for? Give it to the mage, it's not me who vomited."
"Just now it was you who asked for water, and I just forgot," the waiter said, taking the water from Tian Peng and handing it to the monk, "Mage, take a sip of water to rinse your mouth, please."