“Dinner is served! Time to eat.” Xia Lei walked out of the kitchen with freshly-cooked carrot-and-ribs soup, calling Liang Zheng-Chun and Liang Si-Yao to come eat. 

Liang Zheng-Chun smiled wryly and shook his head. He could now see that his prestige as Master was far lower-ranked than his daughter. He had told Liang Si-Yao to make dinner and she had told Xia Lei to make dinner, then… dinner was ready. 

The three of them sat around a table and ate and drank merrily. 

Liang Si-Yao picked a kidney from the red simmer-fried chicken with her chopsticks and put it in Xia Lei’s bowl. “You’re injured so you have to eat more. Nourish yourself.” 

Xia Lei felt rather ill when he looked at the white chicken kidney in his bowl. He had a wound on his leg - how was eating chicken kidney for nourishment going to help?

Liang Si-Yao picked up a piece of potato and put it in Liang Zheng-Chun’s bowl. “Have more vegetables, Dad.” 

Liang Zheng-Chun rolled his eyes at Liang Si-Yao. 

Liang Si-Yao was quite pleased with herself. “Wish I was there too to see you defeat that arrogant American....