PREVIEW
... a somewhat dilapidated large courtyard.
Almost everyone was staring, dumbstruck, at Huyue who had already eaten eight bowls of shredded pork noodles and was now eating his ninth.
After a while, an old man with graying hair spoke softly, “Qing Wan, this young master you brought back, how long has it been since he last ate?”
Mu Qingwan was also somewhat astonished. “Perhaps… the Fox Clan is just better at eating!”
Only after Huyue had eaten ten large bowls of shred ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE