It felt strange there. The table where Sunny ate seemed isolated from the other inmates.
'Okay, let's ignore this oddity,' he muttered to himself and started scooping up his food.
Sunny managed to chew the first bite with ease. Yes, such food is no worse than hunger. However, when Sunny was about to spoon the second bite into his mouth, a man approached his table.
Sunny could still ignore the person's presence, but what the bald man did after staring at Sunny for a while annoyed Sunny. The man spat in Sunny's food and then laughed out loud.
Sunny turned to him with a cold face and gaze, "What are you doing?"
"What did I do? I'm just adding flavor to your food. Who knows, maybe rich people like you don't like ordinary food like the ones we eat here," the man's answer didn't make Sunny expect much.