"All right, this is the last bowl. Staring won't make any more appear." As he spoke, Huo Yuhao scraped the bottom of the pot with his spoon and showed it to Leng Xiao.
"Then couldn't I just give you some more food tomorrow?" Leng Xiao picked up her bowl again and resumed eating.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao could only say helplessly, "What are you thinking? At the rate you eat, forget hauling the goods back-we'd have to turn around halfway and buy another load of grain. Just be content with your ration."
"I've already made this extra meal for you. You'll have to let me decide how to use the ingredients in your storage ring too, or you'll eat through them in a couple of days."
As he spoke, Huo Yuhao brought over the dishes beside him, then pointed at the storage ring on Leng Xiao's hand.
Leng Xiao merely buried her head in her food, pretending she had not heard him.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao could only sigh helplessly.
It was their first night after leaving Imperial Dragon Pass. Since the caravan carried more goods than it had on the way there, it moved much more slowly.
Of course, Huo Yuhao knew that the goods currently loaded onto the caravan's wagons were neither the entire shipment nor the important cargo.
He had read the cargo manifest and knew that goods important to the Demon Race, such as grain, were all in Yue Ye's storage ring.
Huo Yuhao did not concern himself with why. Instead, he continued his work in the caravan, preparing meals for its members.
Those who had already been members of the caravan found nothing strange about this and eagerly came over to Huo Yuhao to collect their food.
As for the Demon Hunt Squad members disguised