Letting out a chuckle, Di Tou said, "Alright, we can talk about getting a footing after we eat. What do you say, Brother Wu?"
Ignoring Di Tou, Wu Kong had already stuffed a piece of red braised meat into his mouth with a happy expression. Mmm, although being a monk was nice and all, nothing quite beat the feeling of having a mouthful of meat… Actually, one thing did, and that was taking a swig of wine after a mouthful of meat. Nodding to himself that he was doing a great job putting on an act of not being a monk, Wu Kong's chopsticks quickly grabbed a slice of fish and inhaled it before moving on to the next dish.
Watching this display, Di Tou couldn't help but feel his lip twitch. What a good brother! He was so serious up to a moment before, but the moment the food arrived, he quickly forgot about him, ah? What could Di Tou do? Of course, he could only dig in!
