Before long, the café's dishes arrived one after another. Servers wove back and forth with trays, filling the entire table with exquisite food.
Porcelain plates clinked crisply against the tabletop. Steam rose from the soups, mingling with the scent of spices and bathing the whole table in warmth.
Yuanen Yehui, who rarely had the chance to eat her fill, stood on no ceremony with Qi Ji, thoroughly demonstrating the enormous appetite that came with a Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul.
Her chopsticks barely stopped as she emptied plate after plate. Though quick, her movements were not crude. After all, she was still wearing her server's uniform, and mindful of her role as a service worker, she refrained from eating like a starving ghost.
Her manner of eating could even be called elegant; her speed was simply outrageous, like a precision machine processing food with maximum efficiency. Every mouthful was cut to just the right size, every grab of her chopsticks landed in precisely the best spot, and even her chewing followed a steady, regular rhythm.
"Have you had enough, Miss Yehui?" After a while, Qi Ji could not help asking. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes as he looked at the neatly stacked empty plates.
The stack stood half a person's height, like some unconventional medal of honor.
"Mm... more or less..." Yuanen Yehui nodded and wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin. Her movements were relaxed and natural, without the slightest embarrassment on her face.
Now that I've eaten and drunk my fill, I suppose it's time to get down to business?
She had already begun doing the sums in her head. She had earned nearly a million Federation credits today, so she would not lose out no matter what happened.
As long as his