"No need for more, this is enough to eat, really enough!"
Zhang San was actually already full, but the subordinates from the Town Demon Office were just too enthusiastic.
Even though he said he was full, they kept bringing dish after dish to his table.
The other tables had just a few dishes and a couple of flasks of wine.
But his table alone was piled high like stacked arhats.
And really, Zhang San was truly unable to eat any more.
However, since it was everyone's kind intentions, he could only circulate his Qi to help his stomach digest.
Then he would eat up everyone's affections.
