I don't know why, but Chen Ming's appetite seemed to be particularly good this time. In just a short while, he finished a plate of beef and a large bowl of plain noodles.

After finishing these things, he looked at the oil cakes and dried meat in front of him, stretched out his hand and took out a large piece of fragrant oil cakes.

"Junior brother, does it matter if you eat so much?"

Fang Jia stared dumbfoundedly at Chen Ming as he continued to eat. Looking at his small figure, he doubted his own eyes for a moment.

"You should be... okay?"

After finishing the last piece of pancake in one bite and looking at the empty plate in front of him, Chen Ming was stunned for a while before he said this.

I don't know why, but his appetite seemed to be particularly good today. Even though he ate so much in one go, he didn't feel full at all. Instead, he vaguely wanted to have more.

"People who practice martial arts always have a larger appetite than ordinary people."

A voice came from the side, accompanied by slight footsteps.

Chen Ming and Chen Ming turned around and saw at the intersection of the dining hall, a handsome young man wearing a gray robe with a smile on his face, walking from there.

Walking all the way to Chen Ming, he glanced at Chen Ming, and then said: "This junior brother should be very diligent in practicing martial arts on weekdays. His body is very tired, and when he is still growing, it is not surprising that he eats a lot.

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"Senior Brother Lu Liang."

When he saw someone coming next to him, Fang Jia quickly stood up, looked at the person and said hello.

"It's Junior Sister Fang."
Chapter completed!