His Appetite Really Wasn't That Strong

Meanwhile, Feitan was in a great mood after being placated, and in a rare burst of generosity, he said, "I see you haven't lit a fire yet. I've got mine going, so I'll give you this lighter."

Although his Nen ability was fire, it did not distinguish between friend and foe when used. He did not want to accidentally hurt Yezi, so he had used a lighter to start the fire.

Seeing that Gon's group had everything ready except for a fire, and since he was done with the lighter anyway, he simply gave it to them.

"Really? Thank you, big brother!" Gon was delighted as he caught the lighter Feitan tossed over. "A fire was the only thing we were missing. Thanks, big brother! We'll head back and start one now, so we won't disturb your private time together!"

With the lighter in hand, Gon quickly dragged Killua away.

What was this? After all that talking, they had only wanted to borrow a light?

Luo Ye watched them skip away with a blank expression, unable to vent the frustration in his heart. Was his reputation worth no more than a lighter?

While he was sulking, a peeled egg, smooth and white as jade, was held up to his mouth. "Yezi, eat this."

Meeting Feitan's sincere eyes, Luo Ye's pent-up frustration lodged in his throat.

Even after leaving Meteor City, its people's regard for food was etched into their bones. The fact that Feitan was willing to give him food he had gotten his hands on was enough to show his sincerity.

But he already knew Luo Ye was a man, so was he still this stubbornly obsessed?

Feitan did not think about any of that. He merely felt that since even Xiao Ai, who loved eating so much, had