Gradually, several soldiers passed by Chu Tang's tent. He memorized their faces, planning to investigate each one later.
While Chen Er eagerly hoped Chu Tang would leave him a chicken leg, Chu Tang finished all the food on his plates.
Chen Er watched the empty dishes with a sigh, resigning himself to the fact that there would be nothing left for him. "I'll take the dishes to the kitchen to be washed."
Chu Tang instructed, "Leave the dishes. A young master like me never uses the same bowl twice."
The dishes had been contaminated with poison, so it was safer to dispose of them.
Chen Er was flabbergasted, "…"
Is this level of extravagance normal?
Even the usually composed Chen Yi couldn't help but give a sideways glance, cautiously asking, "Chu Tang, when you say not to use the same dishes, do you mean to give them to someone else, or to smash them?"
