"Damn it, feeding the cat here."
Miao Zi looked at the small dried fish on the finger-length sitting atop the fancy plate, his eyes also widened, unable to resist looking towards his own father.
"Eat up! If it's not enough, just order more. Someone else will pick up the tab later anyway," Yi Chen sighed helplessly towards Miao Zi.
Da Yue divided the world and ruled, and now he really got himself stuck in it.
Soon, Yi Chen and Miao Zi started to show off, and it had to be said, the taste was actually quite good, just that the portion of each dish was so small it was nauseating.
Just as Yi Chen and Miao Zi started eating, a knock on the door sounded, and an average-looking middle-aged man entered with a young woman, her face veiled with light gauze and dressed in a long green dress.
Yi Chen's gaze wandered and finally settled on the young woman, unexpectedly an old acquaintance.
"Princess Qingzhu?"
