(^▽^) Have ten chubby boys
"..."
"..."
The two sat for a long while, and then neither of them said another word.
"..."
The scar-faced Senior Brother Zhao only occasionally glanced at his Junior Brother Zhou, whose expression remained changeable, clearly still locked in fierce inner turmoil. He did not urge him, but silently poured himself another cup of cold tea.
"!!"
After a long while, Junior Brother Zhou finally seemed to reach some kind of decision. He suddenly raised his head.
A fierce, reckless resolve flashed in his eyes. Then he gritted his teeth and said quietly:
"Senior Brother Zhao!"
"I've thought it through!"
"I'm in. I'll risk it!"
As he spoke, he clenched his fist, as if trying to spur himself on.
"You were right..."
"They're offering too much. With these three hundred spirit stones, I can make a grand proposal to Junior Sister Guo!"
"I can buy a big house in the Divine Capital, get a skyship to shelter us from wind and rain, and go with her to that immortal-island sect to cultivate in seclusion and pursue the Golden Core Path!"
"I can't just watch this opportunity slip away!"
"Junior Sister Guo..."
"I'm determined to win her hand. I'm going to marry her, and I won't let anyone else have her!"
By the end, his gaze had grown firm, even carrying a hint of hopeful anticipation for the future.
Clearly, what had suddenly changed his mind was the conversation between that chef and his son. In particular, the somewhat defeatist young man had struck a chord with him. He didn't want to end up like him, living aimlessly and regretfully?
"Good!"
Whatever the reason, seeing that his junior brother had finally come around, the scar-faced Senior Brother Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he stood