*Thump*
Gu slammed two large bowls of hot, fuming meat broth on the table's surface.
Thales and Little Rascal, who were washing their faces with cold water in the corner looked up in puzzlement. They ogled the expressionless Gu.
The feeling of hunger, which had been masked by terror and fright earlier on, was rekindled in the prince's stomach.
"I heated them up with Eternal Oil—the smoke will fade indoors. No one will find out that we're here," Gu said flatly as he sat down opposite the two of them. He raised his thick right eyebrow meaningfully. "Of course, it's not cheap. I'll make sure to add this to the fees you owe me."
Little Rascal's stomach growled just in time.
The girl glanced at the boy beside her timidly—Thales swallowed.
"What now?"
Gu stared at the two stupefied children, frowning. He then said impatiently, "Are you waiting for me to offer you napkins and serve you some grape wine, my young master and lady?"
