This sent a chill down Yang Honghui and Wang Hao's spines.
They felt as if they were being targeted by some prehistoric beast.
Seeing Yin Hu's expression, Chen Feng hurriedly said,
"It's been a long time since I've had a proper meal."
"Let's eat and talk."
At the mention of food, Yin Hu immediately perked up.
Wang Hao volunteered,
"My family owns a hotel right here in Kunlun City."
"I'll be the host today to welcome brother Chen Feng back."
Inside a so-called five-star hotel in Kunlun City.
Wang Hao and Chen Feng ordered some good dishes.
In less than five minutes, plates of pre-made dishes were served on the table.
Then, Yang Honghui and Wang Hao stared wide-eyed.
Cold sweat constantly broke out on their foreheads.
They watched as Yin Hu ate plate by plate.
She swallowed an entire plate of food in one bite, without even spitting out the bones or the plates themselves.
Her mouth stretched as wide as a large washbasin.
And it didn't delay her speaking at all.
"This is delicious! What is it?"
Just watching her, Jin Youxi felt full.
Hearing Yin Hu's question, she enthusiastically introduced,
"This is roasted lamb chops."
Yin Hu savored it blissfully.
"Mhm! It really does taste like lamb."
She felt that human food was simply too delicious.
Even fresh dinosaurs and humans couldn't compare.
Chen Feng smacked his lips.
At this point, he couldn't care less about his image.
When the waiter brought over another dish,
he directly reached out and snatched it.
Seeing her food being snatched by Chen Feng, Yin Hu immediately flared up,
"What are you doing?!"
Chen Feng was also angry.
"What do you think I'm doing?"
"You've already eaten over thirty plates."
"I haven't even had a sip of soup yet."
Yin Hu thought about it and realized it was true; she seemed to have eaten everything herself.
But she really couldn't be blamed.
It was all because the food was just too tasty.
In her heart, she couldn't help but feel grateful to the flood dragon.
If the flood dragon hadn't successfully transformed into a true dragon, she wouldn't have known that the outside world had so many delicious things.
Chen Feng grabbed a plate of steamed grouper. After nine years, he could finally eat a good meal.
He didn't forget to ask the waiter to bring him a bowl of rice.
Wang Hao laughed from the side,
"Eat slowly, no rush. There's as much as you want."
"I've already spoken to the manager."
"From now on, brother Chen Feng and sister Yin Hu can come and eat for free anytime."
Chen Feng thanked him, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Yin Hu's mind, however, kept replaying Wang Hao's words.
"Is there really as much as I want?"
Wang Hao patted his chest and said,
"Don't worry about that. I, Wang Hao, can certainly afford to treat you to a meal."
"Given my relationship with brother Chen Feng, you can eat here for a lifetime."
Little did he know that just because of this one sentence,
his hotel would hover on the brink of bankruptcy several times in the near future.
Half an hour later.
Chen Feng was finally full.
But Yin Hu showed absolutely no sign of stopping.
Fortunately, thanks to Jin Youxi's persuasion,
Yin Hu was now only eating the food and not the plates.
She felt that aside from being crunchy, the plates really weren't that tasty anyway.
An hour later.
Chen Feng was starting to find it unbearable.
The hotel staff was also starting to find it unbearable.
Over twenty waiters were serving dishes, yet they simply couldn't fill the table.
Eighteen chefs were continuously heating up pre-made dishes, but they just couldn't keep up with her speed.
Wang Hao watched helplessly as Yin Hu, like a bottomless pit, swallowed hundreds of plates of food.
He couldn't help but look at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng said awkwardly,
"Yin Hu is a transformed spirit beast from the Kunlun Mountains, so she has quite an appetite."
Hearing that she was a transformed spirit beast, Yang Honghui and Wang Hao finally showed a look of sudden realization.
To be honest.
The two of them were genuinely frightened by Yin Hu's appetite.
Chen Feng couldn't help but advise,
"Yin Hu, let's stop eating for today."
"We can come back and eat more tomorrow."
Yin Hu frowned in dissatisfaction,
"Didn't he just say I could eat as much as I want?"
"I haven't had enough yet."
Wang Hao also hurriedly said,
"It's fine, Brother Chen Feng."
"It's my hotel anyway, he can eat to his heart's content."
Three hours later.
Yang Honghui made an excuse about having things to do and slipped away early.
It was the first time he had ever felt stuffed just by watching someone else eat.
Wang Hao was also starting to find it hard to bear.
"Eating a lot isn't a problem."
"But please make sure he doesn't overeat and hurt himself."
Yin Hu said while eating,
"I won't. Tell them to serve the food faster."
Chen Feng was speechless.
Four hours later.
Everyone was at their limit.
The head chef and the lobby manager both came to report to Wang Hao.
"The chefs in the back kitchen can't hold on much longer."
"It's already past their off-work time."
"And our stock of pre-prepared dishes is running low."
Wang Hao went to the door of the private room and reprimanded them,
"What do you mean they can't hold on? Pay the chefs four times their normal overtime wage."
"If the food is running out, hurry up and call for a delivery!"
"I've already given my word, do you want me to lose face?"
Finally, it was late at night.
Chen Feng couldn't stay awake any longer and went to the room Wang Hao had arranged to sleep.
Yin Hu still refused to leave.
So he stayed in the private room and kept eating.
The waiters were trembling with exhaustion.
They kept serving dishes to Yin Hu, sweating profusely from running back and forth.
Early the next morning.
Wang Hao was woken up.
The first piece of news he received upon opening his eyes was that Yin Hu was still eating.
He couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"He's still eating?"
Chen Feng woke up and, without even eating breakfast, went straight to yesterday's private room to advise,
"This isn't the White Tiger Abyss. There's more than enough food here, and it's available anytime and anywhere."
"Why don't you take a break, get some sleep, and eat later?"
Yin Hu said impatiently,
"You just said there's more than enough food, so why are you stopping me from eating?"
"If you dare disturb me again, watch out, I won't hold back against you!"
Chen Feng was speechless.
He was genuinely afraid that Yin Hu would lose his temper and execute him on the spot.
His reputation would be completely ruined.
He could only awkwardly say to Wang Hao,
"I'll definitely pay you for the food once I have the money."
Wang Hao smiled awkwardly and forcefully smoothed things over,
"It's no problem, Brother Chen Feng."
"Let him eat if he wants to. As your brother, I'm not short on this bit of money."
A day later.
Wang Hao said to the lobby manager,
"Hire more people. From now on, we work in two shifts. You absolutely cannot let me lose face."
"I refuse to believe that I can't afford to treat someone to a meal."
During this time, Chen Feng had gained a general understanding of the current situation.
At the same time, he planned to set off for the Immortal Capital to find Su Yan and his daughter.
In order to give everyone a surprise, Jin Youxi
temporarily kept the fact that her master was still alive a secret from the others.
There was just one troublesome problem.
And that was Yin Hu had become addicted to eating.
He was completely unwilling to leave that private room.
He ate non-stop from morning till night, unable to stop at all.
In the end, Chen Feng could only entrust him to Wang Hao, saying,
"Please take care of him for a few days. I will definitely pay you for the meals."
Wang Hao laughed heartily and said,
"Saying that shows you really don't treat me as a brother."
"As if I'd care about the cost of one meal."
"Let him eat to his heart's content. If I, Wang Hao, even blink an eye, it means I'm not a true friend."
Chen Feng felt awkward.
He knew that this single meal of Yin Hu's was more than what a normal person would eat in a year.
As for how much she would end up eating, he had no idea.
"No wonder the Black Turtle and the Spirit Crane knocked you down into the White Tiger Abyss back then."
"Eating like this, the entire Kunlun Mountain Range would probably be eaten bare."
However, a video of Yin Hu eating was uploaded to the internet by an exhausted hotel server, who also added a few complaints.
But almost no one believed her words.
"Even mukbang streamers aren't as exaggerated as you claim."
"Has she really been eating for two days and two nights without stopping?"
"What kind of nonsense is this?"
"She even dressed up in cosplay. It's obviously just a stunt for views."
...
Aside from the countless skeptical netizens.
There were actually people who believed it.
The driver of the large truck that Yin Hu had swallowed in one bite the other day pointed at the video on his phone and said:
"That's her! The monster who wrecked our truck that day."
"She's at the Kunlun Diamond Hotel right now."
His companion beside him said:
"What monster? She must have practiced some weird martial arts technique."
"Hurry up and report this to the captain. We have to bring our guys over and settle the score."
The Dragon Slaying Squad was the number one dinosaur-hunting squad in Kunlun City.
Having one of their trucks openly flipped over on the road, only for the culprit to get away.
This made their captain extremely furious.
"In Kunlun City, no one dares to disrespect our Dragon Slaying Squad."
"Even Yang Honghui from the Martial Arts Guild has to be polite when he sees us."
Upon receiving the news about Yin Hu, they immediately gathered their squad members.
Over two hundred people drove out in a massive convoy, heading straight for the Kunlun Diamond Hotel.

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