Six Battle Axe-style steaks lined up in a row on the grill, the aroma of the meat wafting through the air.
Although Zuo Gengming hadn't uncovered any leads, he had received a message that was still open for discussion.
Since Chen Fei hadn't outright denied any possibility, it was enough to be considered good news.
In the blink of an eye, eight Battle Axe-style steaks were devoured, not leaving a single shred of meat on the ribs piled high on the plate. Chen Fei still seemed to want more, while the enthusiastic Zuo Gengming watched him with eyes that nearly bugged out.
He himself had grown satiated just by watching, yet this guy wasn't stuffed to death?
Just as Chen Fei was enjoying his hearty meal, a server came over, bowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Xia Ji invites you to meet with him."
"He's inviting me?"
Chen Fei pointed at himself with his greasy fingers, as no matter how careful he was, his hands were still oily.
