Before long, a wave of aroma wafted out from the school clinic's consultation room.
"That Shadow Martial Soul took a lot out of me last night, I have to make up for it this time, eat a little more."
Master Mo saw the table was set with food, including a big bowl of lotus root and rib soup, along with a few steaming buns.
Considering her dear Beibei was still a patient, Master Mo reluctantly set aside a small portion for Chu Beiqing.
She turned around.
The dishes on the table were gone.
"!!!"
Master Mo was startled.
Xin Lin walked in.
"Master Mo, couldn't you at least leave some for my dad?"
Xin Lin muttered as she looked at the now empty plates and bowls.
"I did leave some, it's right there..."
Master Mo pointed to the reserved portion nearby.
But upon looking, she was stunned again.
The bowl and plate next to it were also empty.
"I'll prepare some more for you, aren't you afraid of overeating?"
