"Eat slower!"
Wang Qiran watched the young man sitting opposite him, who paused mid-bite of his rice noodles.
This guy, named Xiao Yan, came from a small mountain village. He had lived and trained with his master since he was young. He had three senior brothers who had all left, but it was rumored that he was the most skilled among them.
Indeed, a practitioner of martial arts. He ate like a wolf, without a single pause, already prompting the shop owner to refill his bowl for the third time.
He didn't want any meat, just kept devouring noodles.
It wasn't until the fifth bowl arrived that Wang Qiran slowly finished his own bowl.
"That was satisfying!"
Xiao Yan put down his bowl and patted his stomach, feeling incredibly content.
"Not eating any meat?" Zhuge Lan asked curiously. Why wasn't this kid eating meat? How could he have strength without meat?
"No need, no need! My master said, one point of effort, one point of reward! I can't eat meat until I've accomplished something! After I've done the job, then I can eat meat!" Xiao Yan was quite straightforward.
Dongfang Jingjing looked at him strangely. She didn't insist.
"Just think of it as a working meal. Eat until you're full, that's good for doing the job. Otherwise, how will you have the energy to be a bodyguard?" Wang Qiran leisurely ate his last two slices of beef.
So good.
He used to never dare to order beef noodles or beef pho. A bowl of beef noodles cost at least fifteen yuan. How could he afford it? Even if he could, he wouldn't be willing!
"Working meal?"
Just as Xiao Yan was trying his best to understand what these three words meant, Zhuge Lan had the owner of the small shop stir-fry a plate of beef.
"Meat!"
The moment he saw the meat, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, though he seemed to be trying hard to restrain himself. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't resist the temptation.
Dig in!
"I suddenly feel like going to Changsha for a bit, to eat," Dongfang Jingjing said.
She had never properly enjoyed the food and drink in Changsha. She had just looked at a travel guide, and more than half of it was about food, the kind that looked delicious. She couldn't sit still.
"Isn't that just going to find Lin Xiao?" Zhuge Lan paused when he heard Changsha, but he didn't mind. No matter where they were, what was important to him was experiencing the life of ordinary people. As for the rest, as long as Dongfang Jingjing liked it.
"Why find him? We can just eat and wander around ourselves," Dongfang Jingjing quickly replied.
"Changsha? Great!" Wang Qiran enthusiastically agreed. "I've been wanting to eat stinky tofu for ages!"
As for Xiao Yan, he would naturally follow along without any objections.
...
The next day, Lin Xiao arrived at the interrogation room.
Ma Guoyou sat there, his clothes now changed from his ostentatious sky-blue physician's robe to an orange vest.
Seeing Ma Guoyou like this, Lin Xiao found it a bit strange.
After he entered, he asked Old Hu to leave.
"Ma Guoyou, do you know your crime?"
Lin Xiao sat down, as if about to bang a gavel. His voice used a faint "lion's roar" technique.
Of course, he was also mindful of his limits. The current Ma Guoyou was an ordinary person, even a bit worse than an ordinary person, with no true qi left and having aged.
Ma Guoyou looked up at Lin Xiao, a flicker of anger on his face, and then said coldly, "I do not speak with those defiled by the Nether Doctor."
This person was like a stone from a cesspool.