At this time, it was nearly one o'clock in the afternoon, and Fang Yuxin and the others had not yet managed to have their lunch; they were indeed hungry. Superpower users naturally had larger appetites than ordinary people, and they had just been through an intense battle, making their hunger even more pronounced.
Thus, when Feng Yue extended an invitation, they didn't refuse any longer and agreed readily.
Feng Yue's subordinates had no objections. After all, Fang Yuxin and his group only numbered sixteen; how much could they possibly eat? Moreover, each member of this group was unnaturally strong—better not to offend them if possible, and best to try and win them over.
Some of these people might not be very powerful, or might harbour some unsavoury thoughts, but none of them was a true fool.
