"Eat slower. Don't choke." Li Huowang stood with his arms folded, brows slightly furrowed as he watched the man before him wolf down food.
The way he looked, it was as though he intended to force himself to death with sweet potatoes and become a ghost who had died stuffed full.
He was so haggard that Li Huowang had nearly failed to recognize him earlier.
Only after examining him closely did Li Huowang realize that this grass-eating fellow was Niu San, the Da Qi refugee who had once sneaked into Oxheart Village's kitchen to steal food.
It seemed he had settled down in Oxheart Village before, which was why, after returning to Da Qi, he had happened to return here and run into Li Huowang.
Hearing Li Huowang's words, Niu San, his mouth stuffed full, shook his head hard and dropped to his knees by the water to gulp it down.
After washing the food in his throat down with water, he forced a smile at Li Huowang, then continued wolfing down the food Li Huowang had brought.
This time, though, he explained to Li Huowang through mouthfuls of food, "I can't eat slow. This isn't food anymore—it's life."
As he spoke, he suddenly began to weep in grievance. "Godfather, what the hell kind of mess is this?!"
"I, Niu San, finally became the Local Soldiers Instructor of Oxheart Village. I finally got four mu of land to farm. The good days were just about to come."
"But while I was eating my New Year's meal just fine, I got sent back to Da Qi for no reason! Look at this damned place—there's nothing but grass everywhere. How am I supposed to live?!"
After pouring out his grievances, the deeply wronged Niu San seized a raw sweet potato and bit