The diners were having a blast at the parking lot; whenever someone picked out a piece of meat, everyone cheered, and when someone picked out ginger or star anise, the cheers got even louder.
The atmosphere was joyous for a while.
Chen Mo poured more prepared ingredients into the large iron pot; he had just accidentally found Mu Mu's stash in the cabinet.
Damn quail eggs!
Because Huineng hadn't moved his chopsticks, he was directly driven away. At this moment, he was on the edge of the parking lot, looking at the hotpot with a craving gaze, while also keeping an eye on the path.
"Senior Brother Huai Yuan!" Huineng greeted joyfully with big strides, "You're finally here!"
Huai Yuan pointed at the crowd ahead, "What's going on? Who dares to act so blatantly on my turf with this kind of gimmick?"
