The atmosphere suddenly froze.
Seeing this, Officer Zhang who was beside, guessed that the young girl was probably just throwing a tantrum, so she had no choice but to act as a peacemaker and said helplessly, "Qiuzi, he's a member of the clergy; he can't eat this kind of food."
"Eh? Really?" The girl's face showed innocent surprise as she moved the steak back in front of herself, apologizing, "I'm sorry, I didn't know. Then, I'll eat it."
The priest kept his smile polite, but inwardly, he was muttering curses—you ordered it for yourself in the first place, didn't you!
The silver knife and fork were placed above the steak, and upon cutting, the bright red blood could be seen in the crevice, a medium-rare steak, with just the surface cooked that much.
Xu Shuo cut a small piece, forked it leisurely, and brought it to his mouth, then after pursing his lips, he flashed them a bright smile, his lips tinged with the red of the steak.