Upon hearing Jason’s words, Edward’s face changed. Already tired, his face turned even paler at this moment. The leader of the special operations team, lips quivering, said, “I made a promise, and naturally, I won’t go back on it, but you don’t need to rush it, right?” “That’s why I didn’t go yesterday.” Jason answered very seriously. You were clearly treated to a meal yesterday! Edward screamed inwardly. At this moment, the leader of the special operations team even began to suspect whether Jason had already captured the fellow related to ‘Ghost Squad’ and was only now calling him as a way to legitimize his claim to breakfast. He was looking for a bit of food. Even just a little would suffice. The kitchen was spotless. Forget about food, even the tables seemed as if they had been licked clean, shiny and new. Little Bansey looked towards the chef who stood within the kitchen, distracted. “There should be breakfast for at least 30 people, right?” He couldn’t help but ask. The police station’s breakfast wasn’t meant for everyone, just provided for the night shift staff. He admitted Jason could eat a lot, but there’s no way he could devour breakfast meant for 30 people. “It’s, it’s all there.” The chef raised his hand shakingly towards Jason, his voice trembling. As a chef, he had seen his fair share of gluttons, but someone who could eat … It was his first time witnessing such a sight. That was his most genuine reaction at the moment. However, for some reason, as he watched the werewolf devour all the food he had made, a strange sense of pride began to well up from within him. Compelled by a force he couldn’t explain, the chef asked Jason a question. “There are still some ingredients left. Sir Jason, do you need more?” This chef, who had never truly been recognized, felt as if he had received affirmation from the heavens, and began working overtime at a pace twice his usual speed. When Jason left the dining hall, the chef experienced the joyful exhaustion of his efforts. He leaned against the wall, watching the people coming in, waving his arms. After so many years, he finally shouted those words. Watching their astonished faces, he let out a long sigh of relief. Hmph, take that, all of you who said my cooking was bad! You just don’t appreciate it! Such a person is worth my effort! The chef clenched his right fist and tilted his head back slightly, his eyes moistening. Little Bansey, on the other hand, walked out of the dining hall in a daze. Edward, unable to bear it, patted Bansey’s shoulder again and took out a secretly hidden sandwich, broke it in half, and handed it to Bansey. “A little is better than none.” Edward comforted his assistant this way. Bansey nodded, pulled the ham out of the sandwich, handed it to ‘Private,’ and ate the lettuce and bread slices himself. Without the meaty flavor of the ham, the sandwich became even harder to swallow. Gillick’s awful cooking skills became all the more obvious. It was beyond Bansey how Sir Jason managed to eat that much. As Bansey was pondering this, he noticed ‘Private’ had spit out the slice of ham and wore a look of insult and grievance on its dog face. Then, it tugged on Bansey’s trouser leg. “It might taste bad, but it’s better than nothing, right?” Bansey consoled ‘Private.’ But ‘Private’ wasn’t like Bansey and couldn’t accept such consolation. It tugged Bansey’s trouser leg again and then dashed straight towards the small door beside the dining hall. “Wait for me, Private!” Bansey crammed the half sandwich missing the ham into his mouth and chased after it. Outside the door were rows of garbage bins. ‘Private’ was squatting there, wagging its tail at Bansey who had just run out. “Are you asking me to rummage through the garbage bins with you?” “Or are you saying Gillick’s food is even worse than trash?” “You’re an adopted dog now; you can’t keep doing things like rummaging through garbage.” After a bitter smile, Bansey reminded ‘Private.’ Then, he prepared to leave with ‘Private.’ Worst comes to worst, he could borrow some money from Ada and buy some breakfast. Bansey had made up his mind.