True Person Baihe disdainfully glanced at Yi Chen, who was indulging in gluttony and heavy drinking, out of the corner of his eye.
"Youngsters are still too naive. This Wang family is wealthy, but you don't leave a good impression on your host; all you know is to indulge in food and drink. If you offend the host here, will your red envelope still be as generous afterwards?"
"Dinner could completely be eaten later, and this little lamb chop isn't going to run away; one must maintain a sense of style."
True Person Baihe looked at the crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside little lamb chop in front of him, licked his lips, and resisted.
He could eat them as takeout later in the evening, just the same.
Then, while he was focused on putting on airs, True Person Baihe suddenly felt the light dim around him, and a large face loomed close to him.
"Daoist Baihe, do you not fancy these little lamb chops?"
"It's quite a pity~"
