Chen Hai didn't get a good rest all night.
If it weren't for his powerful Divine Soul and more vigorous spirit than the average person, he might have had dark circles under his eyes by now.
Jiang Dalong, who was sitting next to him, quickly gobbling a bowl of rice noodles, formed a stark contrast with him.
"Cousin, that rat demon we burned last night with a fire, it was such a waste. What a pity."
"All I ate was a piece of meat the size of a thumb, and what happened? I was incredibly potent—handled three girls all by myself!"
"In front of me, doing it seven times in one night is nothing!"
"One time for me lasts the whole night. If it weren't for there being only three girls in that hair salon place, even a few more couldn't withstand me. They'd all collapse effortlessly..."
Jiang Dalong was radiant, having already devoured a bowl of beef rice noodles, two baskets of buns, and three dough sticks for breakfast.
Despite such a feast, he still seemed only half full.
