Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Feng Mountain polished off five extra-large "Boss's Special" meals.
Guo Hongying was in absolute awe.
His admiration for Feng Mountain was like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River bursting its banks.
BUUURP!!
Feng Mountain let out a satisfying burp, patted his stomach, and stood up to stretch.
The town residents and female staff dining in the restaurant all gave him a thumbs-up.
'Looks like what happened last night was true.'
'One man, five meals. What a body!'
"Young Master Guo, want to take a walk over to the Mammoth Pit?" Feng Mountain couldn't be bothered to explain last night's misunderstanding. It wasn't like anyone would believe him anyway.
'Just rumors.'
'They always fade with time.'
'Like a howling gust of wind across the tundra. It blows over, and then all is calm again.'
"Oh, right!"
