His expression turned solemn:
"Twenty years old, a Martial Arts Master, True Divine Realm, and gaining the favor of the lordly patrons. His future is truly limitless…"
The elderly man sighed softly, somewhat distracted.
......
Afternoon.
Three enforcement teams, totaling over four hundred people, surrounded the training ground's edge, silently watching the frail-looking youth.
The youth sat upright, with a large wooden table in front of him, filled with plate after plate of meat.
Beef, pork, lamb…
Hundreds of pounds!
He was indulging in the feast.
"Holy shit…"
One team member swallowed hard:
"Isn't this new Assistant a bit too much of an eater…"
His eyes were a bit dazed, just watching as plate after plate of meat was consumed, while the belly of the frail youth only slightly protruded.
What the hell??
Beside him, another team member whispered:
