"Hey...I mean, Yan Xiaofei, don't think you can just go around hitting people because you have some kind of certificate," Xu Xiaoyan said, watching Yan Fei's expression. She wondered if she had said too much.
"How could I... I never get into fights," Yan Fei denied without a second thought.
"Regardless, fighting is not good. I know you're pretty strong now, able to take down three bad guys, but don't act like this in school. You should..."
"Enough about it, let's eat!" Yan Fei interrupted, tired of the lecture.
"Fine, let's eat! Eat until you're poor, you pig!" Xu Xiaoyan grumbled, clearly frustrated by being cut off.
"As long as there's food, it's okay. Look at how much I can eat now," Yan Fei began, attempting to make a joke. But soon his mood darkened. "Now, with my strength increasing rapidly and my appetite too, I eat more than several other people combined. Making food has become exhausting!"
