Under the clear light, the porcelain white plates faintly reflected a sheen from the oil. Scattered across the wooden dining table, the cutlery lay either neatly arranged or in disarray. Emerald Sparrow leaned against the chair's back, her arms crossed, her right fingers tapping slowly at the crook of her arm.
Across the table, Lin Xiaolu and Xia Liang sat properly in their seats.
In between them, the table was set with several dishes of homestyle food that still retained their warmth and seemed to be tasty based on their appearance. However, much of the food remained untouched, clearly undisturbed. The expressions of everyone around the table were tense, even Nini sat upright and proper, while only Magic at the corner of the table seemed to be enjoying the food without a care.
