That Person...

After arriving at Heavens Arena, Killua had come into contact with very few people.

The person he had dealt with most was actually the owner of the snack shop.

Moyu's appearance, however, gave Killua a strong sense of novelty.

He had the same name as his brother, as well as the strength to beat him without giving him any chance to fight back.

And a personality he did not dislike.

Killua blanked out for a moment, only to realize there was less food left on the table.

"Wait, I haven't eaten that dish yet!"

Seeing several dishes already emptied, Killua grew anxious and hurriedly started picking up food.

But he ate far more slowly than Moyu.

In the end, he was not even one-fifth full, while nearly all the food on the table had gone into Moyu's stomach.

"Thanks for the meal."

Killua silently set down his bowl and chopsticks.

Although he was not full, at least he would not go hungry.

"Did everyone eat enough?"

Moyu picked up a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth, asking with concern.

Killua nodded mechanically.

He had only decided to stay for the free meal to spite Menchi, so how could he admit he had not eaten enough?

Meanwhile, Menchi had lost her appetite from being angered by Killua. She stopped eating after only a few bites.

Seeing Killua's and Menchi's reactions, Moyu nodded slightly and got up to pay the bill.

The owner wanted to waive the charge for Moyu, but under Moyu's unmistakably unyielding gaze, he still accepted the money.

Under the owner's respectful farewell, Moyu and the others left the restaurant.

The pedestrian street was still brilliantly lit, bright as day.

The number of passersby had not diminished in the slightest, and the place brimmed with prosperity.

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