Regular Customers Snack Bar.
After Pang Fei finished his seventy-fifth plate of spicy squid, Baiyu couldn't help but change his expression: "Did you not eat for a year and decide to mooch off me? Damn it, I'm usually the one mooching. I'm losing big today."
With his mouth full of food,
Pang Fei mumbled, "These ordinary foods contain too little Blood Qi, so naturally, I need to eat more. You're not a Martial Artist, so you don't understand our struggles."
"There's no need to be so blatant if you're mocking me."
Baiyu rolled his eyes upward, turning his gaze to the side.
"Now for a brief news update:
Recently, there have been several cases of missing persons in the city.
The missing are mostly male, aged fifteen to thirty-five, and notably bald. It is suspected that a gang is selectively committing these crimes.
The government advises men with these characteristics to stay safe, minimize outings, and try to wear wigs when going out.
