Chapter 501: True Story, False Story?

The food was fragrant, but except for the fool and Xu Deyi, everyone else had little appetite.

Bai Huang even pushed the chicken soup in front of her towards the fool, seeming very resistant to eating in a nightmare, preferring to starve herself.

Three pieces of bad news had left everyone in low spirits, and the atmosphere during the meal was also very oppressive.

The cold wind beat against the windows, and outside the manor was pitch dark, with only the area near the stove in the kitchen being somewhat bright.

"This damned place doesn't even have electricity, after the kerosene lamps burn out, will we have to make our own torches?" Xu Deyi felt a bit warmer after finishing his meal; he looked at Gao Ming's untouched bowl of chicken soup and licked his lips.

"Knowing how precious wood is, you still wasted so much cooking?" Raorao looked at the stove, feeling very heartbroken.