Early the next morning, Xia Yuan was still in Saber form, her long golden hair flowing with a honey-like sheen in the morning light.
She sat upright at the dining table. Seven empty bowls were already stacked before her, while the eighth bowl of spiritual rice porridge vanished at a visible rate.
"Master, these are freshly made spiritual beast meat buns, made with prime snowfield yak tenderloin."
Joy Maid emerged from the kitchen carrying a steamer basket, a standard professional smile on her face. Yet she could not hide the fanaticism in her eyes.
Xia Yuan gave a faint "Mm." Her chopsticks shot out like lightning; with one pick and one motion, a fist-sized bun disappeared into her mouth.
She chewed a few times, swallowed, then grabbed another.
Mo Shiyu sat across from her. Watching Xia Yuan eat with an appetite worthy of Taotie, she had long since lost the urge to comment.
Or rather, she no longer found it strange. She had been shocked too many times and had become immune.
Fine. She was used to it now.
Ever since Xia Yuan had unlocked Saber form, her appetite had become like floodwaters pouring through a broken dam—impossible to stop.
Xiao Hei copied Xia Yuan and ate with relish, his tail gently swaying behind him.
Mei Mei came downstairs from the second floor in loose pajamas, her hair a complete mess as she yawned.
"Morning... What are you eating? It smells so good."
"Spiritual beast meat buns. Want to try one?" Mo Shiyu asked.
"Not hungry..." Mei Mei waved her hand, dropped onto the sofa, and immediately started scrolling through her phone.
In the corner, Future cautiously poked out half her head, her large eyes stealing glances toward the dining table.
Luckily, no one was paying attention to her. She