Damao could hear Sha Zhu sucking in a breath, "You aware of your own power?"
"Sha Zhu, oh Sha Zhu, you only show off in front of us to regain some face. If you're so capable, why don't you fight Zhang Yu?"
"You're supposed to be the courtyard's war god," Damao said, clearly in a very good mood today. "I want to eat something to properly celebrate for once."
"Celebrating that someone can finally suppress your arrogance," Damao decided he'd improve his relationship with Zhang Yu from now on.
That way, if Sha Zhu ever thought to bully him again, there would be someone to back him up a little.
Eat something, celebrate a bit? Sha Zhu fumed, then touched his stomach that was already protesting non-stop, "Hungry, really hungry."
Now that it was impossible to bring food back from the canteen, Sha Zhu of course would only have his dinner at home.
