"Commander Wang, you came at just the right time!"
When Wang Chen's gaze fell on Liang Shijie, the latter immediately looked up and flashed him a toothy grin.
His tone was so familiar that it was as though the two had known each other for a long time.
Wang Chen calmly bowed to him. "This subordinate, Wang Chen, pays his respects to Your Highness Prince Jing!"
"No need for such formalities!"
Liang Shijie tossed aside the bone in his hand, wiped his greasy lips with a plump hand, and laughed. "Sit down, quickly. Try this braised pork knuckle fresh from the pot—it tastes exceptionally good!"
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Wang Chen sat down opposite Liang Shijie. There were a full ten paces between them, with all manner of delicacies spread across the space in between. Roasted whole lamb, suckling pig, veal, and other meats made up the majority.
Though it did not quite rival a lake of wine and a forest of meat, it came close enough!
"We can talk later. Filling our bellies comes first!"
Liang Shijie grabbed another glistening, oily pork elbow and said, "Commander Wang, eat as much as you can. Don't stand on ceremony!"
Seeing the man's manner, Wang Chen almost suspected that Prince Jing had invited him here merely to find someone to eat with.
Two steaming platters of braised pork elbows were immediately placed before him!
"Your Highness honors me. This subordinate shall obey."
Wang Chen nodded, reached out, seized a pork knuckle, and began eating.
Though Wang Chen ate the same pork elbows no slower than Liang Shijie did, his movements were far more elegant—unhurried, composed, practiced, and natural.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chen had stripped a braised pork elbow weighing four or five jin completely clean.
An ordinary person