"Little Song, with the strength of your body, eating the Ironbark Dendrobium won't have any effect—it's a complete waste."
"I don't care, who asked Brother to betray me? I don't care if it has no effect; as long as it's tasty, that's good enough!" Little Song arrogantly lifted his little head.
"Alright, alright, here you go! I'll give it all to you!" In a fit of anger, Qin Yu handed over both stalks of Ironbark Dendrobium to Little Song.
Instantly, Little Song's face lit up with joy, as he began to chomp down on a stalk of Ironbark Dendrobium, releasing a fragrant aroma that made many children in the waiting area drool.
However, these children looked around and couldn't find anything delicious; one by one, they lowered their heads in frustration.
This made Little Song even happier, and he ate with great gusto.
Fortunately, Little Song still had some restraint and didn't eat both stalks of Ironbark Dendrobium. After finishing one, he handed the other to Qin Yu.
