Overreaction

Upon arriving at the dining hall, Yùn Yì opened the doors for the Second Young Master and motioned for him to enter:

"Please, enter at your leisure. I've ensured that your breakfast is prepared and waiting."

Yùn Yì could hardly contain her excitement.

She had worked diligently to create the best breakfast spread, ensuring that every dish was not only delicious but also healthy and nutritious.

'Hopefully, he'll praise me!' Yùn Yì thought to herself, a hopeful flutter in her chest.

Hearing this, Feng Shen felt his stomach grumble in response, prompting him to nod. "Good."

He was starving, having forgotten to eat dinner the night before, and nobody had informed him about it since he had ordered everyone not to bother him.

'Such fools! If one of them had informed me, I might have at least granted them a quick death!'

Though deep down, Feng Shen knew he wouldn't have spared them even then.