To be honest, seated between Calamity Reimu and Fireworks of Romance, Bai Zhi inexplicably felt an immense amount of pressure.
That pressure came not only from within, but also from the gazes fixed on him from outside.
On the surface, it was a harmonious, lively hot pot lunch, but beneath the table, Bai Zhi felt as if someone had already kicked him several times...
And above the table, there was an equally fierce open rivalry.
Living Polyploid sat beside Liang Chen with a blank face, fussing over her attentively. He looked like he still hadn't given up, while Zhong Mo Guan Ce sat down beside him as well, seemingly eager to join the fray—though he was more interested in having fun.
Hei Ye Piao Luo seemed as if he wanted to launch another offensive against Qi Guang Meng Xing, but Lancer, whom someone had asked for help, kindly sat beside him with a smile and draped an arm over his shoulder. In the end, he could only collude with Chao Mu in misery.
Although Hei Fengye hadn't managed to claim a seat beside Bai Zhi, Qi Guang Meng Xing and Ju Jing at her side took excellent care of her. Things like fishing out rice noodle rolls and peeling lobsters were entirely handled for her. She remained as quiet as ever, though for some reason, she kept drawing circles on the table.
As for Bai Zhi... he was currently suffering and enjoying himself at the same time.
For some reason, Calamity Reimu and Fireworks of Romance seemed to have reached some sort of agreement. Their open rivalry at the table was fierce. If he let his guard down for even a moment, his bowl would be piled full of food.
As a severely wounded person, he was fully receiving the