“This is so delicious!” Suddenly, the fourteen Ghost Messengers exclaimed.

“This is amazing! I have never eaten such delicious food!”

“Calm down! Don’t embarrass yourselves!”

“Shut up! Try this dried fish!”

“The jam on the fruit is so delicious!”

“Give me some!”

“Don’t fight with me!”

“No way! The plate is mine!”

They were fighting to lick the plate clean.

The Great Ghost King slammed the table and stood up as he roared, “Quiet!”

The fourteen Ghost Messengers froze, but one of them was licking the plate.

I smiled, looking at them. I said, “It’s okay. We are casual when it comes to eating. This is more lively. Look, the hot dishes are here.” I pointed to the balcony. Fat-Two and Gru came in, pushing in the cart.

Fat-Two had become fatter again. According to him,...