"Smack smack."
"Gurgle gurgle."
"Another bowl, please."
In the No.1 Dining Hall of Tianyuan Territory, Dragon Blood Martial Maiden Xi Liu sits by a large round table near the window on the second floor, placing her bowl, which was licked completely clean down to the last grain of rice and drop of soup, off to the side.
There, dozens of large bowls of the same size have been emptied, creating several half-meter-tall columns.
Yet, Xi Liu appears still unsatisfied.
A few cooks nearby, with their eyes wide open, are thankful that it's not mealtime. Otherwise, this seemingly petite girl alone could have emptied all the food.
How terrifying indeed.
But since the Lord asked them to ensure she's sated, they must do so. They're the top chefs among the more than three thousand people in town. Don't underestimate them!
Half an hour later, when Duo Lai arrived in a hurry, she found a spectacular sight of Xi Liu having finished hundreds of bowls.
