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Chapter 18: Another one comes

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The burning broom, in the hand of this chore disciple, was practically like a Wind Fire Wheel.

"It's on fire, Junior Brother Cheng, the broom is on fire."

Seeing this, the other chore disciples shouted one after another. Hearing this, Junior Brother Cheng realized that his entire broom had already been burned up.

Just now he was only thinking about finishing quickly and then eating; he hadn't noticed this at all.

Realizing it now, he hurriedly stomped out the fire with a few kicks, saying to the broom with a look of "iron not becoming steel."

"Useless, you almost ruined my big event."

Saying this, he threw it aside and said to the other chore disciples.

"Senior Brother, lend me your broom."

"Uh... Junior Brother, are you okay?"

He asked with some worry; this guy's state was clearly not right. But Junior Brother Cheng just shook his head, took the broom, and began to sweep again.

They hadn't been to the kitchen, so naturally, they didn't know the thoughts in the hearts of Junior Brother Cheng and the other two: finish sweeping and get off work, go eat!

It wasn't just Junior Brother Cheng and the other two; the other chore disciples were the same, one after another accelerating the movements in their hands, only thinking about finishing quickly and queuing up quickly.

However, everyone had a tacit understanding not to say it out loud.

They weren't stupid. There was only Ye Changqing in the kitchen. Now, with just a few dozen people, there was already not enough to eat. If more people went, then there would be nothing to eat at all. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====

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