Lin Feng and his group had a rough tour of the commercial area, and it was already six o'clock.
"It's dinnertime. Shall we eat nearby or go back to the dining hall?" Lin Feng sought everyone's opinion.
"Brother Feng, let's go back to the dining hall to eat. We haven't been there since we arrived at Red Cloud. I heard there are many dishes in the dining hall, with all kinds of delicacies, and an upperclassman told me that if you have the money, the dining hall can even cook dragon meat for you."
Gao Hai was the first to suggest, and when he mentioned dragon meat, his eyes lit up with the kind of glow only a foodie would have.
"Do you dare to eat dragon meat if they give it to you?"
Lin Feng laughed.
The dragon meat Gao Hai mentioned was not the kind with diluted bloodlines like a Sub-dragon Beast but a King Level True Dragon above Ninth Grade.
He didn't doubt the dining hall could get dragon meat.
