Breakfast was lavish.
More accurately, it was a little too lavish.
Lin Qing stared blankly at the pork knuckle, roast whole lamb, steamed wagyu beef... laid out on the table, then raised a hand and pointed.
"Is this what you usually eat for breakfast?"
Mount Myoboku ate bugs, while Ryūchi Cave ate people.
Shikkotsu Forest was something else entirely—it served a full imperial feast.
The Katsuyu Sage, who had been shocked by Lin Qing's cultivation speed all night, rarely got to see Lin Qing surprised. She smiled faintly and said:
"No. I usually only need to eat a few leaves.
I thought you would be cultivating in Shikkotsu Forest for a while, so I specifically bought quite a lot of food. I didn't expect... ahahaha.
Anyway, don't feel burdened."
She handed him a pair of chopsticks and said gently, "Just eat whatever you like. The little Katsuyus will take care of the leftovers."
Lin Qing looked at the table full of food, then thought of the Katsuyu Sage's help the previous night. His gaze softened slightly.
There was no relationship of mutual benefit between them, much less any possibility that the Katsuyu Sage "feared" Lin Qing—anyone in the Ninja World might fear Lin Qing, except the Katsuyu Sage.
Because Lin Qing simply could not kill her.
This was pure kindness, utterly free of any ulterior interests or selfish desires.
Lin Qing accepted the bowl and chopsticks with both hands, sat up straight, and thanked her sincerely.
He carefully sampled every dish. They all tasted excellent, and it was obvious they had been freshly prepared rather than being prepackaged meals brought over.
After eating for a while, Lin Qing could no longer suppress his curiosity.
"Did you make all of this?"
"Yes."
Two little Katsuyus wearing chef hats swayed their bodies.