Tang Feng put on his gloves and started slicing. A few roast ducks were hardly on the table before they were snatched away. Tang Feng watched this scene, feeling amused and helpless. At least leave some for him, okay?
Of course, he didn't say this out loud. A man should be generous.
All the women were increasingly affectionate towards Tang Feng. In the following days, Tang Feng hardly dared to face them; their enthusiasm was overwhelming, and he couldn't handle it.
There was a vibe that he might get chewed to the bones accidentally, and his charm value probably surpassed anyone in the Divine Realm.
Although he never competed, he did have a vanity, and who wouldn't enjoy hearing words of praise?
After the meal, Tang Feng noticed the women were all quite satisfied, seemingly wanting more, so he joked, "Anyone interested in trying other foods tonight?"
"Yes."
