"No wonder every time I host a big feast, you scrawny kid run off the table first. You made me think you hadn't seen us in ages and were embarrassed to be here.",Third Master, I've taken note of this grudge. You wait.,Wu San-sheng heard this, picked up a pen from the table beside him, and directly checked the rice portion on the food page with a checkmark. Behind it, he wrote an 8.。