"No plain vegetables, bring me one of everything else," Yi Chen said, cutting off the server's spiel with impatience. He then added, "And for my spirit beast, prepare a whole table of fish feast."
The server's eyes gleamed upon hearing this, sensing a big transaction ahead.
While waiting for his meal, Yi Chen noticed that at the same window seat in front of him, a jujube-faced man had also ordered a large table full of dishes, his plates piled into a small mound.
"In such a small Ling Gui City, to think there is a master whose level I can't make out; the Eastern Continent really hides dragons and crouching tigers."
"But what's that got to do with me?"
It wasn't long before a continuous stream of delicious dishes were served up and instantly disappeared into Yi Chen's stomach, which seemed like a black hole.
