"Eat, eat, eat!"
"I'm starving!"
"Old Ha, grab a couple more steamed buns!"
At the dining table, almost everyone was devouring their food like they had been reincarnated as starving ghosts, only wishing for larger mouths, more hands, fearing that a slight delay would leave them hungry.
Among them, Lone Wolf and Titwa were the most unrefined, grabbing roasted chicken and duck directly with their hands.
Even the others lost their decorum, starting to act shamelessly.
"You heartless bunch! I just helped you with an idea, yet you won't even let me use my chopsticks for the meal I cooked!" Old Ha glared angrily at Hui Yi and the others.
Growing more furious the more he thought about it, he simply snatched the plate and spat "phoo phoo" twice into it.
The martial monks paused for a moment, then gathered around and also spat a few times into the plate.
This almost made Old Ha, who was about to savor the food slowly, smash the plate!
