“Of course it’s delicious, aren’t you talking nonsense?” Tang Tang took a glance at Jing Chi and putting the plate back.

Jing Chi was not angry, and continued to ask: “Tang Tang, remember the bear we saw when we came in?”

“I remember.” Tang Tang turned to Jing Chi and said with a serious expression: “Isn’t it a sick bear? I don’t know if its meat is delicious. If it dies, can I take it away?”

“It’s not sick.” Jing Chi’s face was full of black lines. Can’t he think of anything else besides eating candy?

Tang Tang was puzzled. He walked close to Jing Chi, pulled his clothes, and asked: “What do you mean it’s not sick?”

“Didn’t you see it’s lacking an arm?” Jing Chi said calmly, but Tang Tang’s face turned and his low voice was filled with horror: “You, you’re saying, I just ate its arm? Ahhh, its a living… …arm?”

*Puke*… … Why does he felt like vomiting?

Jing Chi’s cold eyes have a little trace of teasing, as he kindly said: “Of course, it’s alive. While the bear is still alive, they chop off its arm. Right, didn’t you hear its scream before?”

*Puke* Tang Tang felt like his stomach was rolling. There were tears in his eyes. His pale face has no trace of blood. He looked at Jing Chi, and said with gritted teeth: “You bastard, why didn’t you tell me earlier? If you tell me earlier, I… …”

“If I told you earlier, you won’t eat it?”

“Of course, I won’t… …” Tang Tang refused to think about it: “Master said that the cruelest thing in this world is not to kill, but to make living things experience worse than death. If you told me earlier, I’ll kill the bear and give it a peaceful death. Its bear paw would be my reward.”

“Haha…” Jing Chi laughed and patted Tang Tang’s head. “You will kill it? Such a thing happened every day. How many do you think will you kill?”

“I don’t care what I don’t see. I only care when I see it.” Tang Tang insisted: “Little Chichi, you let me kill it. Otherwise, I will have nightmares at night.”

“Go…” Jing Chi was about to relax when suddenly, he heard a footstep. Jing Chi quickly held his breath, pulled Tang Tang into his arms, and covered his mouth. “Don’t go, someone is coming.”

“Mmm…” Tang Tang felt uncomfortable and broke open Jing Chi’s hand.

He was not a kid. He was an assassin killer. He treated him badly, he must be punishing him for eating the bear paw.

The woman who came to the kitchen was a very beautiful “woman”. At least Jing Chi and Tang Tang thought that this person was a young lady.

The “woman” walked into the kitchen and dismissed the outsiders very neatly, saying that she will cook a sobering soup for Princess Fushou Zhang herself.

This kind of thing happened from time to time, so the people in the kitchen have long been accustomed to it. Aside from those people who need to stay, others have withdrawn and left the position to the “woman.”

The “woman” didn’t cook the sobering soup on the big stove outside but walked to the small kitchen inside. Tang Tang and Jing Chi were standing in its back compartment.

The woman said that she will cook the soup, but she didn’t do it. She just stood by the stove and instructed the cook to do it and waited until the soup was cooked, then she picked up a bowl and filled it with the newly cooked soup.

This is called cooking by herself?!

Tang Tang was peeking through the small hole. When he saw the situation outside, his eyes widened in shock.

Jing Chi was also looking at the “woman”, but his attention was focusing on different occasions from Tang Tang. He was paying attention to the woman’s hands, those were not the hands of a woman, but a man… …

Just when Jing Chi suspected that there was a problem with the “woman”, the “woman” turned around and turned her back to Jing Chi and Tang Tang, and her hand was also placed behind her. When she walked forward, her wrist moved, and then a black thing slipped from her sleeve and fell into the woodpile… …

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