Sima You Yue kept Flowey and Little Dream away. The remains of a few of their dishes lay on the table.

  “A perfectly good meal was ruined by them.” Di Wu lamented.

  “Weren’t you full by the time those people came?” Sima You Yue said.

  He had finished eating all that she had prepared. It was the remaining fruits that he didn’t get to finish.

  “Is that thing of yours safe?” Mu Si asked, “I heard that the secret art of the Pang Clan is particularly powerful. That is, a..