The banquet at Taiyang Restaurant was even less interesting than Fang Jie had imagined.
If there was anything that went beyond Fang Jie's expectations, it was probably Zhen Xiaoxiao's appetite.
It was only at this moment that Fang Jie finally understood why, on the day at the Longevity Pavilion, when he wanted to ask her to be his mentor, she asked if he could eat.
This sister can really eat!
The entire table, enough for ten people to feast, was not enough for her alone.
It was as rapid as the wind sweeping away remnants; as overwhelming as a great whale swallowing water.
It left Fang Jie utterly dumbfounded.
And he also recognized the person who invited Su Mo.
He had met him once at the Longevity Pavilion.
Su Mo exchanged polite greetings, while Fang Jie watched from the side.
Carefully observing Su Mo's every move and word.
Though constantly interrupted by Zhen Xiaoxiao's eating mannerisms, he still diligently tried to learn from Su Mo's way of speaking and doing things.
