You Don't Want to Come See It with Us?

Kiana made a face at Han Jiang, stuck out her tongue, and ignored him.

With outsiders present, Kiana still gave Han Jiang plenty of face.

"Master Changguang, what brings you here? My dorm is truly honored by your presence."

Changguang snorted and paid no mind to Han Jiang's tone.

"I caught a pleasant smell in the cafeteria earlier. After asking around, I learned it was made by a little girl named Mei."

Mei set down the dishes and smiled at Changguang. "Come sit down, Master Changguang. We'll need your help to resolve Bronya's problem."

Changguang cheerfully took a seat, picked up his chopsticks, and began eating with Bronya and the others.

As he ate, he said, "You have no idea. Over at Schicksal, everyone eats with knives and forks. I really can't get used to it. Being able to taste the flavors of home again truly moves me."

"Is it really that bad?" Kiana asked in surprise. "Schicksal is so powerful. Can't they even find a few chefs?"

Changguang shook his head and put a bite of food into his mouth.

"No, no, no. There are plenty of chefs who can make food from our homeland, but none of them cook as well as Miss Mei." Even as he ate and spoke, Changguang did not forget to give Mei a thumbs-up.

Mei smiled modestly. "It was nothing, just something I made casually. If you enjoy it, Master Changguang, then whenever I have time after we get to the Far East, I can cook for you every day."

Han Jiang was a little displeased by that. What did she mean, cooking for Changguang every day? Were Mei's hands meant for cooking for other people?

Still, he did not say it aloud. Putting aside whether she would really cook every day, being