The maidservants gasped, some covering their mouths.
Even Han Luo's eyes widened. 'She…She actually ate it.'
Xue Yao chewed slowly, carefully tasting every bite before swallowing.
"Mmm…" She nodded thoughtfully. "It's pretty good."
After thinking for another moment, she gave her final verdict. "A little better than ordinary fish."
Silence settled over the courtyard once again. Little Ancestor looked at her with pure admiration. She actually dared to eat it.
Han Luo, on the other hand, looked as though his soul had quietly left his body.
As for Lie Lang…
Crack.
The sturdy wooden table beside him split apart beneath his hand. Long cracks spread across the polished surface before the entire corner collapsed with a sharp snap.
Only then did Xue Yao finally realize something was wrong. She looked at Lie Lang, then at the broken table. Then back at the piece of fish resting between her chopsticks.
