Jiang Yu couldn't be bothered to care how much he ate; after all, trying to stop him was futile. After exiting the private room, he planned to pass through the dining area to head to the second floor for a shower.
It was mealtime, and the dining area was packed, noisy, and even the aisles were crowded, people shoulder to shoulder. Getting through required some effort.
Jiang Yu followed behind the crowd, inching forward step by step, with the occasional snippets of students' conversations reaching his ears:
"Hey, I heard that the cafeteria was opened by Jiang Yu from our year in the Philosophy Department. That guy sounds familiar—a tall, slender, and pretty good-looking dude. I never thought he had such skills!"
"Maybe he was just low-key before? Besides, look at his cafeteria now—it's so popular, but he doesn't flaunt it. Right? If it were someone else, they'd be bragging all over campus, wanting everyone to know!"
