He fanned the flames, saying, "Hurry up, anyone who chickens out is a coward."
Jingzi was furious, her mind hadn't yet grasped that his words were taking advantage of her from all sides, yet she was already dying of urgency. At that moment, she grabbed a spoon and chopsticks, ready to jump off the chair and fight it out with someone, to decide the victor once and for all.
However, she was stopped the next second by a certain old-fashioned young girl.
"Jingzi, stop it, let's eat," Yu Huaijin pulled the blue-clothed girl back to her seat, the latter crossing her arms and panting, huffing and puffing.
Yu Huaijin soothed her a few times, then looked up at Zhao Rong, her gaze somewhat meaningful, as if she had seen through his intention to divert the topic. She shook her head slightly and said nothing.
However, a certain scruffy-bearded shopkeeper was also growing impatient.
He waved his hand and muttered:
