Granny Ye's spicy chicken skewers, a slightly cramped rooftop, small square tables, and diners seated on small stools. Perhaps, compared to eating in a brightly-lit hall, eating skewers in this way evokes childhood memories for most people.
The fat guy was devouring his food alone, while Chenguang and Jie Bing were slowly savoring each skewer one by one. Only Mr. Su Bai sat there, looking a bit gloomy. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the food, but rather that his mind was still plagued by chaotic and nonsensical voices. Although these voices didn't disturb his clarity of thought, their constant "buzzing" was undeniably uncomfortable.
