Zang Xin's Satisfaction Is Enough

Thud, thud, thud...

Almost everyone present dropped the bowls in their hands to the floor.

The "fragrant" white rice spilled all over the ground.

Everyone clutched the edges of the table and started retching, wishing they could vomit up every last drop of stomach acid.

They finally understood why the supermarket had given the rice to A San of the Tang Sect.

"I'm going to kill you." Long Yeyue flew into a rage and struck at A San of the Tang Sect with her palm.

She had never imagined that when she already had one foot in the grave, she would still be...

She truly could not understand why the Tang Sect had someone so disgusting.

"Sister Yue, calm down!" Cao Dezhi hurriedly stopped Long Yeyue. The Tang Sect today was no longer the Tang Sect of the past. Now there were only so many people left in the Tang Sect, and every genius had to be cherished.

A San of the Tang Sect was indeed a little disgusting, but his talent was there. In the future, he was bound to become a pillar of the Tang Sect, and Cao Dezhi really could not bear to let him die.

"Is there any more of this rice? If there is, throw it all away." Cao Dezhi looked at A San of the Tang Sect with a dark expression.

"I don't know either. I sent all the rest to the cafeteria," A San of the Tang Sect said in a small voice.

"The cafeteria!" Cao Dezhi's expression changed, and he immediately pushed the door open and left.

"You, you..." Zang Xin was also gnashing his teeth. Not counting A San of the Tang Sect himself, he had been the only one just now who had not vomited. To him, this amount of