"Tang San is still too young. We can't let him die so early, or Shrek Academy won't be able to answer to that person!"
Flender, at a loss for words, glanced at Grandmaster, tossed out that remark, and then followed them outside.
"I know, but that little brat won't listen to me!"
The miserable Grandmaster rubbed his head. Watching the two leave, he hurried after them.
Meanwhile, in Ye Xingchen's room, everyone gathered there wore blissful expressions.
Their cheeks were flushed red by the steaming heat of the hotpot.
Oscar, especially, savored the sliced lamb in his bowl, unable to get enough of it.
Compared to the big sausage in his hand, it suddenly seemed utterly dull.
"Oscar, now you know what real food is, right? Compared to your big sausage, this is simply incomparable!"
Ma Hongjun, sweating profusely as he ate, smiled and glanced at Oscar teasingly. "Honestly, Brother Ye is amazing. He can even make food like this!"
Ye Xingchen smiled faintly. Seeing these guys conquered by hotpot, he did not know what to say.
After all, eating hotpot in cold weather had long been a tradition.
"Haha, this is absolutely delicious! I've eaten so many delicacies, yet none of them can compare to hotpot!"
"I've truly lived in vain! If not for Brother Ye, I never would have known such exquisite food existed!"
Dai Mubai, who deeply agreed, took a sip of the rich broth. Its fresh flavor made him feel utterly refreshed.
His involuntary sigh made Zhu Zhuqing beside him roll her eyes.
Hotpot was just food. Saying he had lived in vain because of a meal was simply ridiculous!
"If you like it, then eat more. I'm already sick of this stuff. My Husband knows how to make plenty of other delicious things too!"
"Come