Morning.
Yang Chen got up early, warmed up, exercised, and prepared breakfast.
Although he's the leader here, it seems like cooking has always been his responsibility since no one else's culinary skills surpass Yang Chen's.
So this heavy task always hangs on Yang Chen's shoulders.
Yang Chen finished making the meal, and Zhang Yiran, after finishing her training, walked over sweating profusely, and gasped, saying to Yang Chen, "Boss, you're pretty much spot-on. Left Envoy Yang invited everyone for a banquet because he has something to discuss."
"Hmm." Yang Chen nodded slightly in response.
