"All right, child, don't stand on ceremony. Dig in."
Mu spoke with a kindly expression.
"Thank you, Grandpa Mu."
Delight blossomed across Ye Chen's face as he thanked Mu. Then he picked up his wooden spoon and fork and eagerly began enjoying the delicacies before him.
The egg custard was rich and fragrant, the noodles springy, the fruit sweet, the vegetables crisp. The rabbit meat paired with lettuce was spicy without being greasy, every piece of roasted medley crisp outside and tender within. Finally, the mushroom egg-drop soup was thick and savory, its egg ribbons soft and thin, its mushroom caps bursting with juice—all blending together in his mouth and leaving an endless aftertaste.
As he chewed and savored the lavish dishes, Ye Chen immediately felt refreshed and invigorated. The exhaustion from his bloody battle earlier seemed to have been swept away, replaced by the satisfaction and joy of a full stomach.
Mu quietly watched Ye Chen's blissful absorption in the food, so completely different from the cold, merciless killer's face he had worn earlier.
In Mu's view, this was how Ye Chen truly ought to look at his age.
As Mu thought this to himself, his gaze became obscure once more.
After Ye Chen had cleaned every last morsel from the plates and done some simple tidying up, Mu turned to the main topic with a gentle expression.
"Child, today, you truly proved your determination for revenge through your actions. I no longer have any doubts about that."
Mu spoke slowly.
"However, even if that Abyss Walker was already in an utterly weakened and crippled state, dealing with it was no easy matter, was it?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Chen nodded without hesitation, deeply agreeing with Mu's words.
Today, he had not only witnessed firsthand the cunning and brutality