"Wait, one serving won't be enough, get me three servings," Mu Chen said seriously.
"Okay, make that four servings in total."
After the server took a good look at Mu Chen, he then turned to Ye Xian'er and said indifferently, "Alright."
After the waiter left, Ye Xian'er turned to Mu Chen and asked, "The steaks here are not small, each weighing 500 grams. Can you really eat all three?"
"Normal portion size for me. Plus, to be always ready for battle, I must store more energy so I can fight several rounds consecutively."
"Fight? What fight?" Ye Xian'er asked curiously.
"Am I not expressing myself clearly, or are you just too naive?" Mu Chen looked at the beautiful thirty-year-old woman and spoke earnestly.
As soon as Mu Chen finished his words, Ye Xian'er immediately thought of something, and she glared at Bai Muchen and said, "You're a complete and utter hooligan."
"I'm a hooligan, and I'm proud of it."
