ink porridge. Mr. Huo said the porridge here is good, so he asked me to come buy some.”Fu Yan remembered that night, Huo Mingzheng complained about the environment while finishing a bowl of porridge."...in pain, trying to stop them. Seeing Ji Lin hefting a wine bottle, his anger flared.The man glanced at him coldly, without a word.Chen Shu was struck on the face by Ji Lin with a wine bottle from afar...