"What a mood killer!"
Han Commander put his chopsticks down and said, annoyed, "Do you know what cunning is? Do you know what authority is? If he doesn't speak first, can I, as his direct superior, start the conversation? That would be beneath my status!"
"…"
The honest-looking middle-aged man scratched his head and looked at Mr. Lu, asking, "And what about you, sir?"
Mr. Lu picked up a piece of tofu and said indifferently, "I'm the oldest here, and the matter is with their Observatory. What does it have to do with me?"
Finally, all eyes turned to Lin Yan.
"Then you, boy, what are you acting so profound for?"
"Been busy all night, starving to the point of panic, just trying to fill my stomach first."
Lin Yan looked up seriously and said, "The higher the cultivation, the bigger the appetite, and the faster the hunger comes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the small banner of the Linjiang Station and placed it on the dining table.