Lin Tian swallowed his saliva and said, "Then I won't be polite."
His stomach had long been hungry, who cared about culinary skills or not. He picked up the wooden spoon, filled a bowl with fish soup, and ate and drank heartily. Seeing Lin Tian eating ravenously, the Fishing Elder smiled with satisfaction.
No one knows what kind of fish this is; the fish soup is incredibly delicious, and the fish meat is both tender and smooth—a top-grade ingredient.
Oh, that's strange. There's a warm sensation in his stomach. Lin Tian put down the bowl, wanting to serve himself another one, but suddenly felt a warmth in his abdomen, like warm water flowing, cozy and exceptionally comfortable.
Seeing Lin Tian's surprised expression, the Fishing Elder chuckled proudly, "Little brother, does your abdomen feel warm? Do you know why that is?" Lin Tian naturally shook his head.
