The Tenth Elder, very understanding, walked over and said, "Come, come, give it to me. Let this old man feed them. They are also contributing to the clan. It's only right for this old man to serve them."
Si Yihuan handed the food box to the Tenth Elder and politely said, "Thank you for your hard work, Tenth Elder."
The Tenth Elder chuckled, "It's not hard work, not hard at all. If anyone should be thanking someone, it's these young rascals who should thank this old man. I should thank you for these delicious treats."
With that, the Tenth Elder picked up a small shaomai and put it in his mouth, chewing a few times and saying with satisfaction, "No wonder it smells so good; it tastes truly delicious!"
The people from Wei Hall were dumbfounded. Weren't they supposed to be fed? Why is he eating it himself?
