The restaurant was nice. Miao Mu and Jason, who had been hungry all day, dug in without restraint. Compared to canned food in the car and roadside fast food,
these hearty, steaming home-style dishes were obviously much tastier. Especially since both of them practiced martial arts and had enormous appetites—they had to order three additional rounds of dishes before they were barely full.
Lois, however, was delighted. She even suggested that Miao Mu should enter the ongoing eating contest at a nearby fast-food restaurant if he ever got the chance.
When it came time to pay, Lois demonstrated what it meant to be a legendary little rich girl and simply swiped her card.
As the Daily Planet's star reporter, her salary was certainly generous. Besides, Lois was a workaholic and rarely spent money.
In contrast, Clark's suit shopping list required him to buy at least two new sets every month. His clothing expenses had brought him close to living paycheck to paycheck.
After all, whenever he transformed, there was no way he could carry the suit he was wearing with him. By the time he came back to look for it... he rarely found it again.
After eating and drinking their fill, Miao Mu finally got Clark's autograph. The group also took a photo together.
"Miao Mu, where are you staying tonight?" Jimmy asked.
"We're planning to hit the road right away. I'm heading to Star City. Two friends of mine have a lawsuit going on there, so I want to go take a look and spend some time vacationing there while I'm at it."
Miao Mu waved the car keys in his hand. Over the course of one meal, they had become familiar with one another. There was no longer any need for formalities like sir or miss; they