C243 This Shop Does Not Provide Vegetarian Meals
Under Lo Chuan's piercing gaze, Wuxiang felt distinctly uncomfortable.
It was the kind of look he reserved for mere mortals—disdain tinged with a touch of indifference.
He parted his lips, ready to speak, but Lo Chuan cut him off.
"Sorry," Lo Chuan said evenly, "we don't provide free meals here."
Wuxiang's face stiffened, his aura thrown into disarray.
Realization dawned
