Zhao Dongsheng touched his mouth, patted Zhang Jingxuan on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Brother, you are a little slow! If you continue like this, you won't be able to eat today."
"Big brother, this is for you!" Chen Pipi felt a little sympathetic for Zhang Jingxuan, who got nothing to eat. He took out the abalone he had just stuffed into his mouth and handed it to Zhang Jingxuan generously.
Zhang Jingxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then looked at Tuntian. Tuntian was still lying on the chair with his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Brother Dong, you...Oh, forget it, waiter, serve the food quickly!" Zhang Jingxuan said to the waiter.
The waitress was also confused. What happened just now? How come the dish just served is gone? The plate was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog. But she didn't think too much about it. It was said that the people at this table were either warriors or cultivators. It was not something that ordinary people like her could understand. Then she took out the intercom and asked other waiters to come and clean up the table and continue serving the dishes. Fortunately, the chef didn't notice it just now, so he asked the kitchen staff to work hard and almost cooked all the dishes. The chef was very worried about this. After all, it would take a long time to finish a table of dishes. By the time they finished eating, the other dishes would be cold.
So soon a table of dishes was brought to the table. Zhang Jingxuan was a little worried, so he turned to the waiter and said, "Tell the kitchen to cook at full capacity and make all the dishes on the menu for me again."
The waiter saw their fighting power and that Zhang Jingxuan had just recharged 10 million, so he didn't say anything and informed the kitchen exactly what Zhang Jingxuan had said.
Zhang Jingxuan finally felt relieved and turned around to prepare to invite everyone to eat.
"Brother, I tell you, I didn't even eat a few bites of food, do you believe me?" Zhao Dongsheng said.
"Big brother, this is the only thing I picked up just now." Chen Pipi raised the chopsticks in his hand. There was only a small piece of fish meat, and he looked aggrieved.
Looking at Tuntian again, he was still lying on the chair, his posture hadn't changed at all.
Zhang Jingxuan looked at the waiter, who also understood what he meant and continued to notify the kitchen to serve the dishes.
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