Heaven Dou, Yuexuan.
Mo Chen emerged from the spatial rift and had just pushed the door open when his gaze was drawn to a meal box placed outside. The box was exquisitely crafted, exuding an air of refinement.
Mo Chen bent down to pick it up, his brow furrowing in confusion. He inspected the arrangement inside: the fine tableware was neatly organized, and the various dishes were paired perfectly. It didn't take long for him to guess who the owner of this box was. A flicker of disgust crossed his face, and he tossed the box into a nearby trash can as if it were something filthy. Afterward, he wiped his hands with an expression of intense disdain.
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