"You... damn it!"
Ye Feng looked at the giant porcelain bowl placed in front of him by Brother Flathead, and really wanted to kick him into the depths of the universe.
"Wahoo!"
Brother Flathead stood upright, patted the large bowl next to him with his paw, then gave Ye Feng a look, as if to say:
What are you looking at? Fill it up for me!
Ye Feng was speechless.
He ignored Brother Flathead and poured soup into everyone else's bowls, finding there was still a lot of broth left. Since Brother Flathead was part of the Demon Race, and suitable for drinking such soup, Ye Feng filled up the giant porcelain bowl.
"Wahoo!"
Seeing the big bowl of broth, Brother Flathead was overjoyed. He plunged his head into the boiling soup and began to slurp, completely disregarding his appearance.
"It's really delicious!"
