The Nalan Family's banquet hall blazed with light, yet an indescribable atmosphere hung in the air.
Everyone wore a different expression-surprise, resignation, or keen interest-while Xiao Qian feasted as though no one else were there, eating as if nothing in the world mattered more than the delicacies before him.
As the head of the Nalan Family, Nalan Su had seen much in his lifetime. What kind of person had he not encountered? Yet this was his first time meeting a junior like Xiao Qian, who behaved with such utter abandon in his presence.
What was more, his daughter, as dazzling as a pearl, sat directly across from Xiao Qian. She was the focus of countless young talents' admiring gazes, yet Xiao Qian's eyes seemed firmly glued to the food, never resting on her for even an instant.
What young man in the bloom of youth could so completely ignore such a beautiful girl?
"Were you a starving ghost in your past life?!"
Nalan Yanran finally exploded.
When her chopsticks collided with Xiao Qian's for the third time and she watched him snatch away the piece of beef beneath them, she could no longer contain her fury. She slammed the table, her slender brows bristling, and shouted with a furious expression, "This is what you meant by treating everyone to beef?"
Xiao Qian acted as though he had heard nothing. Without even lifting his head, he kept stuffing meat into his mouth with both hands, like a bottomless pit that could never be filled, mumbling, "You eat yours, I snatch mine. Let our skills decide."
Nalan Yanran's chest heaved with anger, her nostrils flared rapidly, and her eyes looked ready to spit fire.
"Young friend, no one is competing with you. But this is fourth-order magical beast meat, after all. Given