"Gathering for a meal, huh..."
Qin Chuan stroked his chin, his face revealing a trace of interest.
Throughout the three years of high school, he only occasionally went all out at a restaurant outside of school with Little Fatty.
Those classmate dinner parties and the like seemed to be a world away from him.
Before entering Yan University, he had already decided to take this opportunity to make up for some past deficits that he had always longed for.
Though these things might feel somewhat distant to him, already one of the only two Hall Level Players in the world, they might still hold significance.
Everyone needs pursuits beyond their power, if only for the emotional value.
"I'm not that interested in social mixers, so you wouldn't mind if I just bring my mouth to eat, right?"