Hei Tu finished the last piece of meat he had snatched and very consciously waved his hand and shouted, "We want more food."
The plaza instantly fell silent, and the Shaman's face turned dark; he felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Just as he was about to lose his temper, a young Orc approached their table, "Do you want another serving of each food item?"
Hei Tu nodded, "Mhmm."
He'd dawdled a bit just a moment ago, and now, not even his teeth were filled to satisfaction.
Hearing this, the young Orc nodded and gestured with his hand. Several Orcs came over, each carrying a fresh serving of food, placing it on the table while also taking away the emptied bowls.
The young Orc even brought the Shaman a special serving of steamed eggs, emitting a smell so enticing it made the surrounding Orcs gulp down their saliva as they looked at the porcelain bowl in front of him.
The young Orc smiled, "This steamed egg is only available to a few Shamans."
