Walking in the Question and Answer System of Heroic Spirits

Our king ate with great relish, and just as he was about to finish the pork knuckle in front of him, he asked the waiter to bring out more.

The boss was astonished to see that our king was so thin yet could eat so much, but he still hurried to prepare it.

Feng Xi also asked the owner to bring out some bread, vegetable salad and other snacks.

If we only eat roasted pork knuckles, even if our king eats all the other people's stock, he still won't be full.

The owner was very considerate and put up a sign saying the business was temporarily closed.

He knew he was no longer able to entertain anyone else today.

"Ah, what should we eat now?"

Just then, Xiao Mo and Lion Robber happened to pass by the store.

"I was planning to take you out for something nice, but I didn't expect it to be closed."

Looking at the "Closed" sign, Lion Robber sighed, "I'll have to go somewhere else. But why are they closing so early?"

Chapter 163 - Xiao Mo, your capacity for tolerance is still insufficient!

"Father, Father King!!!"

Just as the two were about to leave, Xiao Mo suddenly saw Wu Wang feasting inside through the window.

Although we've reunited in the group chat for a few days, this is the first time we've actually met in person.

Xiao Mo immediately pushed open the door and rushed in, leaving Lion Robber with no choice but to follow.

Lion's Claw originally intended to retreat, after all, there were so many Servants inside, and he might forget about them if a fight broke out.

After all, he is still a member of the Red Team, while Feng Xi and his team had just fought with the Red Team last night.

When our king saw Xiao Mo, he also stopped what he was doing.

Xiao Mo: "Father, Father King, you..."

My King: "It's you, Lord Mordred."

Across a thousand years, this father and son (daughter) with their complicated and tragic relationship finally meet again.

Previously, because they were in a group chat, they could only hear each other's voices, and neither of them showed any extreme emotions.

Now that they've met, the scene of Camlann Hill reappears in their minds.

In the battle at Camran Hill, both Mordred and the King were unable to hold out for a long time, especially the King.

Even on the Throne of Heroes, she was deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.

Xiao Mo: "Why, why won't you accept me?"

My King: "I have said it before, Lord Mordred, you are only fit to be a knight, not a leader."

Xiao Mo: "Damn it..."

The two were surging with magical energy; it seemed they were about to fight.

"Hey, stop right now! Do you want to tear this place down?"

Feng Xi stood in front of them and said, "This is a busy downtown area, and it's not even dark yet. Do you want to be on the front page of the news?"

Upon hearing Feng Xi's words, our king immediately withdrew his magic.

Xiao Mo: "Who are you to meddle so much!"

Feng Xi: "My name is Feng Xi, and I am now your father's master."

"Oh, it's you."

Xiao Mo glanced at Feng Xi and said with a sneer, "I don't see anything special about you. You've managed to get first place in the group for several days in a row."

Feng Xi: "I'd really like to know how you could tell how much wisdom I have from the outside."

Xiao Mo: "Mind your own business!"

"Tch, I don't care about you, I'm only managing my own servants."

Feng Xi sat back down and said, "If you want to fight, wait until tonight."

"Why should I listen to you?"

Xiao Mo rudely pushed him aside and sat opposite the King, like a rebellious kid.

"Ugh..."

Seeing Xiao Mo sit down, Lion Robber sighed.

He wanted to leave, but he couldn't just leave Xiao Mo behind, so he found a seat across the street.

Seeing Xiao Mo's delinquent-like appearance, Feng Xi suddenly felt like teasing her.

Do you know why your father doesn't approve of you?

Feng Xi tilted his head and leaned closer to Xiao Mo, whispering in a seductive tone.

Don't get so close to me.

Xiao Mo pushed Feng Xi away with a disgusted look, but still listened carefully to what Feng Xi was going to say next. Unexpectedly, the other party stopped talking.

"Why?"

Finally, unable to resist the urge, Xiao Mo had no choice but to go back and get it herself.

Having hooked Xiao Mo, Feng Xi immediately said mysteriously, "Because your capacity is not large enough."

"Tolerance?"

Xiao Mo was completely confused. What the heck was "broad-mindedness"?

Feng Xi: "There is an old saying in China, 'A prime minister's belly can hold a boat,' which means that only those with a large capacity for tolerance can achieve great things."

Xiao Mo said with a displeased look, "What do you mean? Are you saying I have a small capacity for tolerance?!"

"Whether you have a big stomach or not, you'll soon find out by trying."

Feng Xi was like a demon, luring Xiao Mo step by step into the abyss.

"Hmph, how are you going to try?"

Naive Mo Zai thus stepped into the trap.

"Haven't you always wanted to prove yourself? Now's your chance."

Feng Xi pointed to the stack of plates beside him and said, "These represent your father's capacity for tolerance, and it's still growing. As long as you can surpass him, your father will definitely acknowledge you."

"Really!" Xiao Mo's eyes lit up.

Feng Xi said with a 'righteous' look, "Trust me, you're right."

"...I'll trust you this once."

Seeing the King constantly breaking records on the other side, Xiao Mo hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to give it a try.

She picked up a roasted pork knuckle and, as if competing with the king, began to shovel it into her mouth.

The king didn't say much about his son (daughter) stealing his food, but he clearly spoke much faster.

As she sped up, Xiao Mo immediately followed suit.

The two inexplicably began competing in terms of eating speed.

Feng Xi led the others to other seats, clearing the battlefield for the two of them.

Seeing this, the owner kept serving more food and stopped clearing away the plates, piling them up to the side.

"Goodness, they really are father and daughter."

The emperor stared at the two men, speechless with astonishment.

He, a man two meters tall, felt he was almost full after a few bowls of pork knuckle, but Wu Wang and the others had already finished dozens of rounds and still showed no sign of stopping.

"I said, this isn't going to be a split-the-bill arrangement, is it?"

Lion Robber was also frightened by this scene and looked at Feng Xi cautiously, asking...

If he were to pay for this, he'd probably be bleeding money.

"Don't worry, Young Master Feng will cover all expenses for the store today."

Feng Xi looked like he was well-off.

Lion Robber: "I didn't realize you were from a wealthy family."

"Stop talking about me, what are you planning to do in the future?"

Feng Xi sat down opposite Lion's Tribulation and spoke slowly.

"What do we do?"

Lion Robber lit a cigarette and asked the question knowing the answer already.

Feng Xi: "Stop beating around the bush. You should already know about the problem with the red side."

"...yes."

Lion Robber said seriously, "After all, it's so obvious. It would be strange if we didn't know."

Since watching the video, he has been trying to contact other Red Team Masters for the past few days, but to no avail.