Han Muye didn't know if it was because the fish meat was really tender or because Mu Wan had personally delivered it, but he felt that it was fragrant.
"Tastes good."
It was unknown if they were talking about fish or something else.
"Ahem, Old Jia, I brought some specialties of the Southern Wasteland this time. Would you like to take a look?" Xiao Chu glanced at Jia Yang and asked in a low voice.
How could Jia Yang not understand what he meant? He quickly stood up, apologized to Han Muye and Mu Wan, and went downstairs with Xiao Chu.
Staying any longer would be awkward.
"Senior Brother Han, would you like to try this prawn dish?" Mu Wan stretched out her hand.
"I'll do it myself." Han Muye reached for a prawn on the plate, but crushed it.
Mu Wan chuckled and handed the prawn she had peeled to Han Muye.
