Resolving the Problem

Inside the restaurant, the middle-aged man called Uncle Li was visibly nervous. His body was even trembling slightly.

He wanted nothing more than to leave at once, but the faint aura of a Soul King emanating from the woman froze him where he stood.

What alarmed him most was that this formidable Soul King was merely the boy's subordinate.

Uncle Li felt an inexplicable wariness toward the boy before him, along with something else he could not quite name.

Once the group had gone in and sat down, Li Qingyue looked at the untouched clay pots of beef on the table, then glanced helplessly at the three others.

Gu Yue had wanted to eat, but Xie Xie and Na'er had insisted on waiting for Li Qingyue before picking up their chopsticks. Naturally, Gu Yue could not start without them.

Seeing that the beef had long since been served, Li Qingyue did not stand on ceremony.

He sat down calmly, picked up a bowl of rice, and put a piece of beef in his mouth.

The beef was tender and rich. Its thick, savory flavor spread through Li Qingyue's mouth in an instant.

It felt much like eating premium wagyu, yet the beef before him was clearly nothing special.

The cook had made ordinary beef even more tender and satisfying than wagyu. Its dense, sumptuous texture was like chewing something wonderfully sweet.

In an instant, it set his taste buds alight.

Once Li Qingyue started eating, the others wasted no time and dug in.

Watching these boys and girls eat at a time like this, Uncle Li's expression darkened.

But in the end, he said nothing. He simply stood to one side in silence and watched Na'er eat to her heart's content.

Na'er ate the fastest and cared the least. As