Evening came, and as Lin Murong wished, Su Yinhe made duck blood spicy soup.
With a face bruised green and purple, Lin Murong devoured his meal without once lifting his head.
He ate seven large bowls of rice that night.
But that wasn't the most outrageous part. Despite eating so much, his stomach remained remarkably flat.
Su Yinhe, rubbing her own distended belly, seriously suspected that he actually had two stomachs.
The duck blood spicy soup was a great success that night, fragrant and appetizing, spicy with a tempting layer of red oil on top. Su Yinhe really liked it as well, and then accidentally overate.
Chi Yan, meanwhile, took a liking to the sweet and sour ribs, polishing off an entire plate by himself.
After dinner, it was Chi Yan's task to wash the dishes.
He possessed Water Power, which made the dishes come out spotless.
And he didn't even need to use dish soap.