"Is this the famed Nine Sets Meal?" Brixton Alvarez stared at the sumptuous spread across the table.
Every dish was so delicately created, it gave one pause before reaching out with their chopsticks.
Brixton swallowed hard, sharing a longing glance with Dallyn opposite him.
Aubree Groove poured a cup of tea for Peter Aria, "Dr. Aria, you seem lost in thought ever since we left the hotel. Is something bothering you?"
Brixton unconsciously glanced at Peter.
"That's just his personality, always wearing a scowl, like everyone owes him eight million." Brixton lamented.
"Anyway, let's eat.
Dallyn sneakily shot a look at Aubree.
Aubree smiled, "It won't be as good once it cools down."
With that permission, Dallyn eagerly dug in, sighing in satisfaction.
"I've finally tasted the Nine Sets Meal, I can die without any regrets now."
Brixton too wore a satisfied face: "This is so worth it. What a win."
Aubree just smiled, remaining silent.
"Mistress, aren't you eating?"