Ye An Ya's hands trembled, and she felt a wave of nausea at the sight of various insects covering the table. She couldn't help but think of the cursed insects raised by the Eldest Young Master. They were also bugs—bugs that ate human flesh.
SQUEAKING noises began to rise, and a lid, not yet opened, was knocked off by the creatures underneath. A nest of newborn mice appeared right before Ye An Ya's eyes.
SQUEAK, SQUEAK, SQUEAK. They were placed on the table before they had even opened their eyes.
"Ah!" Ye An Ya screamed, recoiling several meters from the table. Her face turned ashen, her body shaking violently. Ye Min stared at the plate of wriggling mice, then opened all the lids, revealing a mouse roasted to a golden brown on the dining table.
"Waiter! Waiter!" Ye Min yelled. The manager, who had been by the door, entered. He too could no longer bear this visual assault.
