Liu Cheng's mother left the house and took her own first-generation Shadowless flying vessel away.
This salt, it had a trick to it.
Standing at the door, Liu Cheng was already munching on a plate of fries, savoring them as he mumbled to himself, "What's the hurry? I've still got plenty!"
"What's plentiful?"
A somewhat robust voice made Liu Cheng speed up his eating; eating one more fry counted for something!
"Heh heh..." Liu Cheng gave a dry laugh but couldn't say anything with his mouth full.
Liu Cheng's father, Liu Shu, looked disdainfully at Liu Cheng, who had his hands behind his back, and threatened him with a meaningful glare.
"Are you going to bring it over yourself, or should I use force?"
Liu Cheng grinned and brought his hands from behind his back, revealing a plate with maybe seven or eight fries left on it.
"What treasure you were hiding!" Liu Cheng's father grabbed three fries and shoved them all into his mouth.
