[System Divine Nine: Host, I didn't expect you to use the prophet's function on something like this.]
Lauren said, "Hmph, since he dares to doubt me, then I'll make sure he doesn't get to eat meat!"
With Lauren's prophecy and Franklin's active help, Lauren's bowl was filled to the top with all types of food. All the rice was covered with meat and vegetables.
"Franklin, I also want to eat meat." Quinn pitifully stretched the bowl to Franklin, trying to gain sympathy.
"If you want to eat meat, buy it yourself." Franklin replied coldly as he was still angry.
Just when Lauren was feasting on her food, and Quinn had nothing much left to eat, a gust of wind suddenly blew at the door.
Mr. Hayes, who was eating, looked at the fluttering curtain and asked curiously, "Why is the wind suddenly blowing?"
Lauren chewed on her chicken drumstick as she beamed at the ghosts that were lining up at the entrance.
