In the living room of the second-floor villa at Zhao Family Castle, several haggard and ragged men were gathered around a table, eating.
The food on the table was abundant, with both vegetables and meat, and it smelled delicious.
The men were gobbling down their food like they were starved to death.
"Whew, whew..."
Just then, one young man suddenly looked up, his face turning red from choking.
Seeing this, the others quickly put down their chopsticks, some patted his back, others handed him water.
"Phew..."
The young man finally swallowed the food, quickly thanking the others.
"Young people, rushing while eating like this, it's bound to make you choke," one man said, picking up his chopsticks again.
"Come on, you're no better. You were devouring your food just as fast as him. You just got lucky and didn't choke."
"If you ask me, no one was eating slowly just now."
"Hahaha."
Everyone laughed at that.
But as they laughed, someone started crying.
