Just as the Deputy Manager tearfully swore he hadn't pocketed any money, some impatient official disciples had already gone to summon the Chief Steward of the Spirit Meal Room.
The Chief Steward was a shrewd middle-aged man, with wisdom gleaming in his eyes.
"Manager Wu, you'd better give us an explanation for this matter!"
Although the steward's status was slightly higher than the official disciples, the 'foodies' tempted by the Spirit Meal had long thrown such distinctions to the wind.
Now, anyone who couldn't let them eat the Spirit Meal made by Ye Haochuan every day was their enemy.
Manager Wu glanced at Ye Haochuan, and his mouth twisted unnaturally.
He had just heard that a new Squad Leader was assigned to the Thirteenth Squad and hadn't even met him yet; he hadn't expected this guy to cause such a commotion.
"Head Ye, just reveal the refining method, and it will be a significant contribution to the South Sect. Rest assured, I'll reward you generously for it."
