The old man took a bite, and the taste was even more fragrant than the aroma, so delicious that he didn't even have time to look at Mo Jiuli, and happily started eating. Mo Jiuli was also a bit hungry and, while the old man wasn't paying attention, sent another roasted chicken back into Space and ate a big chicken wing. Most of the rest of the chicken was eaten by the white-bearded old man across from her...
The other chicken wing and another chicken were divided among Di Minghan and the little book inside Space...
Mo Jiuli ate a spiritual fruit herself, then poured two cups of spiritual fruit juice, handed one to the old man across from her, and drank the other, watching the old man, whose mouth was covered with oil and had just downed the entire cup of fruit juice...
