Night.
Inside the Eagle Body Sect.
Due to the haste of the three people returning, there was no time to buy vegetables for a while.
At dinner time.
Chen Sheng directly called the takeaway number from the entrance of the alley, asking them to cook a few dishes and send them over.
At this moment,
The three of them sat around the stone table in the backyard.
Chen Sheng ate like a whirlwind, his arms darted out like lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
The dishes decreased at a visible speed.
Xu Ying's hand with the chopsticks stretched out, trying several times to pick up some food, but all attempts ended in failure.
For a moment, the 18-year-old handsome young man could only sit awkwardly on the side, his face showing a troubled expression.
"Little Chen!"
At this moment,
Zhou Li suddenly spoke.
"Huh?"
Chen Sheng looked up while shoveling rice into his mouth.
"Do you believe I can flip this table over?"
"You won't be able to flip it even a little."