Lord Buddha Said, Strike When You Must!

Nethery had a good time eating. Bu Fang didn't know whether he should laugh or weep, but his face did not show his emotion. Behind him, the faces of all the foodies had already changed, and their hearts were filled with indignation and bitterness.

Didn't Owner Bu tell you to take care of the stall? How could you eat all the delicious food he was supposed to sell us?

When Nethery's eyes met the glum eyes of those foodies, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, and the air suddenly became very quiet.

"Foxy, here, open your mouth." Nethery sniffed, then picked up a piece of demon frog meat and gave it to Foxy, who was lying on her shoulder. The little fox took the meat happily, chewing it while wagging her two tails. "Is it delicious?" Nethery asked seriously. Foxy's eyes glowed as she nodded repeatedly. "Then let's go to a corner and eat quietly."

With that, she turned away with a bowl full of food, cleverly avoiding the glares from the group of foodies.