The group of people headed toward the dining hall, which was so packed at the moment that Liu Muxue grimaced with disgust the moment she stepped inside.
But she hadn't had breakfast, and now she was so hungry her stomach was practically hitting her back, so she paid no heed to the crowd and forced her way through with Ming Jing.
When she tried to skip the line, Ming Jing pulled her to the back, forcing her to queue properly.
Liu Muxue grumbled audibly, "I'm starving to death."
"That doesn't give you the right to cut in line," Ming Jing corrected her gently.
Liu Muxue took a deep breath, I will endure it.
She was a stranger in Jingzhou, knowing only Ming Jing. For now, she would tolerate her, certainly not out of fear.
As soon as the few of them fetched their meals and were about to leave, a quarrel broke out in the neighboring queue.
