Xingyi Hotel, one of the largest hotels in Jiangcheng.
A single meal here could easily cost several thousand.
Naturally, Jiang Changkong could not afford it, but Zhou Wen was paying.
At noon, Zhang Xiaoyu, Liu Jun, Liu Ya, and Lu Hong arrived together.
Ji Ziling's group of three also came. Tang Ruoxi looked exhilarated, while the two senior sisters appeared utterly exhausted.
They had eagerly dragged Tang Ruoxi off to sleep, only for Tang Ruoxi to spend half the night explaining battle armor manufacturing to them.
Everyone took their seats before a table laden with dishes.
Roast suckling pig, giant lobsters, Nebula Level Star Demon meat—every dish was expensive.
Ying Yanxue had ordered all of it in advance; Jiang Changkong only found out when he arrived.
If Zhou Wen had not said money was no object, Jiang Changkong would have taken out a few Star Stones to settle the bill.
"Want some drinks?" Jiang Changkong asked.
Everyone exchanged glances. "Then let's have some."
Zhou Wen ordered several more bottles. With no need for restraint, everyone began drinking and eating.
"Jiang, top student, it's truly a pity you aren't coming to our Kexiang."
After taking a bite, Zhang Xiaoyu could not help saying it.
Jiang Changkong could only laugh it off. "It's the same anywhere. We all belong to the Federation, so why make distinctions? Don't call me some top student. We're all friends—just call me Changkong."
"Come to think of it, we really owe Changkong this time. If not for you, the Star Demons might have eaten us."
Liu Jun raised his glass. "Here's to you."
"We'll drink to you as well, to thank you for saving us."
The others raised their glasses. Ji Ziling, Ying Yanxue, and Tang Ruoxi did the same.
"You're being too formal. Back then, you