Since it was the middle of the night, and after Jiang Cheng's interrogation, Qian Feng was indeed starving.
Therefore, he found the simple rice noodle roll prepared by Jiang Cheng very delicious.
The only downside was that there wasn't much chili in the rice noodle roll, it wasn't spicy, and it lacked punch.
"Hiss, it's slightly spicy," Jiang Cheng commented on his rice noodle roll.
"Trash," Qian Feng didn't miss the opportunity to mock Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng, unbothered, said, "Could it be that Fellow Daoist Qian is quite an expert in eating spicy food?"
Qian Feng sneered, "Average, but far better than you, trash!"
"You!"
Yue Linger wanted to hit someone but was held back by Shen Menghan.
"Senior Sister!"
"Calm down," she urged.
"Why should we be polite to him!"
Shen Menghan glanced at Jiang Cheng and said, "Be good, Ling'er, don't cause trouble for Jiang Cheng."
Yue Linger: ???
Wait, what's with this stepmother speech?
I'm obviously the big sister here!
