In the dining hall, Zhang Yu's eating sounds echoed throughout the room.
Accompanied by the rumbling of his stomach, a thunderous roar repeatedly emanated from Zhang Yu's belly.
He picked up a bowl of rice, tilted his head back, and with a single gulp, devoured the whole bowl. In visible form, it traveled from his bulging throat and chest down into his belly.
Then Zhang Yu opened his mouth and exhaled, sending a wave of martial arts Gang Qi sweeping out, like a cloud of mist carrying over half a plate of dragon liver and phoenix gall into his mouth.
Amid the continuous thumping sounds, Zhang Yu bit down with his steel-like teeth, causing chunks of dragon liver and phoenix gall to explode in his mouth. The rich aroma of the meat, mixed with an exotic grease, quivered on his tongue, making Zhang Yu's eyebrows involuntarily lift.
