He was now leaning half against a hall-like room. In the center stood a table covered in dust, an eight immortals table, with several low square stools. Against the wall were blackened stones piled up to make a stove.,This led to the point where, even if his stomach was growling with hunger at that moment, he didn't feel like touching the meat.,Sesame should have just agreed with him, but suddenly she felt something was off about his words and became confused.。