After arriving at the scene, all the ordinary people immediately fixed their eyes on the food on the tables and began stuffing themselves.
When Saint Lord Taichu's disciples saw this, their feelings were incredibly complicated.
They simply could not understand why these ordinary people were so shameless.
You were not here to compete, so what gave you the right to take food and eat it here?
Even if someone said they would give you food, that was just politeness.
You were taking their polite words seriously, weren't you?
In truth, this was quite inappropriate.
Besides, all this miscellaneous food did not cost much anyway.
If they really liked eating it, giving it all to them would not have been a problem.
But the prerequisite was that they absolutely could not badmouth Saint Lord Taichu behind his back. What Saint Lord Taichu hated most was hearing others speak ill of him.
He had encountered this before—many ordinary people had eaten his food while still speaking badly of him.
They often even acted two-faced. Whenever he faced such behavior, he felt especially anxious.
"Why do you think Lord Saint Lord Taichu treats people like us so well? He gives us delicious food and keeps pouring us drinks. I always feel like things aren't that simple."
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"Why are you thinking so much? As long as he doesn't take advantage of us, that's enough. You need to understand something: once the rankings are set up, who will support him the most?"
"Obviously us. Who else could it be? If we didn't support him, do you think this ranking could even continue? Of course it couldn't. So we can be considered his benefactors."
"So I don't think there's