"Aren't you going to chase him?"
"Chase him? What for?" Miss Yang swiftly dropped a few slices of beef and tripe into her bubbling, spicy red hot pot. "Didn't you see that mob chasing him? I don't have the stamina for that, and we're inside. By the time I got outside, they'd be long gone. Even if I could somehow keep up, there's no way I could push through that crowd to the front. I'd go through all that trouble, run for miles, and in the end, I probably wouldn't even get a good look at his face. Most importantly..."
Su Yuhan looked curious. "What is it?"
"I still haven't finished this huge spread I ordered. Who knows if they'll have cleared it all away by the time I get back? In this world, the only two things you can't betray are good food and yourself. Wasting food will get you struck by lightning."
Su Yuhan had been hoping for some profound, earth-shattering reason. But in the end... 'That's it? That's really it?!'
