"That's good. Once that Cold-Blooded Fifth leaves, you can get started right away," Ye Lang said with a smile.
"Why do I feel like we've been tricked by you, kid?" Everyone had a feeling that they had been played, but looking at Ye Lang, they felt that it was impossible.
First, propose an impossible task, and then propose a difficult task that can be accomplished. This seems to be a strategy.
If Ye Lang had directly asked for braised bear paws or something similar from the beginning, they would definitely have refused. But now they happily agreed.
It's true what they say: you have to ask for the moon upfront, then you can negotiate a better deal!
Everyone waited, anticipating Cold-Blooded Fifth's arrival. They thought it would be soon, but it turned out that this wasn't the case. This time, Cold-Blooded Fifth didn't seem to be dragging things out as usual, and there was still no sign of him coming out!
"Why haven't they come out yet? I'm starving!! No, I have to go in!" Ye Lang couldn't hold back any longer. He didn't care who was inside; even if it was the Emperor himself, he would have to step aside.
Food is the most important thing for people!
"What?! Frank, you wait..."
By the time everyone realized what was happening, Ye Lang had already opened the kitchen door and gone inside. At that point, no one dared to stop him.
Even if Ye Lang hadn't reached the kitchen door yet, these people wouldn't necessarily risk stopping Ye Lang, because they weren't that close to each other; they were just ordinary acquaintances, not that familiar.
For them, even three meters from the kitchen is a dangerous zone where they could lose their lives at any moment.
At this moment, some people were wondering how Ye Lang could have gotten there so quickly, as if it had only been a blink of an eye.
Could it be that I was daydreaming for too long and didn't notice this situation?
"Hmm? It smells so good..." As soon as Ye Lang opened the door, he smelled a wonderful aroma, which made his already hungry stomach even hungrier, and his mouth began to water.
"?!" Inside the kitchen, a man was tending the fire when Ye Lang suddenly appeared, which surprised him greatly. He never expected anyone to come in.
And this person was the only one in the kitchen. Although the kitchen was large, it was easy to see everything at a glance!
Therefore, theoretically, this should be Cold-Blooded Fifth!
"Wow, what is this... Can I eat it? If you don't say anything, it means you can." Ye Lang didn't care whether this person was Cold-Blooded Fifth or not; he only saw the food on the table.
Those exquisite dishes looked delicious, causing Ye Lang to completely ignore the presence of this person, and even more so, to disregard what these dishes might be.
Don't forget, there's only one Cold-Blooded Fifth here. Based on everyone's understanding of Cold-Blooded Fifth, there must be something wrong with this dish; it must be the tool he used to kill people.
On several occasions, he used delicious food to lure people, but these dishes were laced with Cold-Blooded Thirteenth's poison, a poison that no one could cure.
To put it simply, the food on this table could very well be a tool for murder without shedding blood!
No one here dares to eat these things. Even Cold-Blooded First doesn't dare to eat anything made by Cold-Blooded Fifth. Even if Cold-Blooded Fifth says it's not poisonous, he won't eat it easily.
Here, perhaps only Ye Lang would dare to eat it without even thinking about the consequences. And speaking of which, he doesn't need to care about this matter, because he is Immune to All Poisons and knows everything about poisons.
In fact, Ye Lang hadn't even thought about it; he just went to eat first.
"Mmm, it tastes good. Although it's not quite as good as Fatty's, it's still a delicacy!" Ye Lang praised as he ate.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Cold-Blooded Fifth was dumbfounded as he looked at Ye Lang's face. He seemed to have never imagined that someone would be so bold as to enter the room and eat the food on the table.
"Who... are you?!" Cold-Blooded Fifth stared at Ye Lang, his tone icy cold, so cold it felt like a biting wind was blowing through him!
This is a murderous aura that instills a fear of death in people!
However, Ye Lang didn't feel anything special about this!
"My name is... they call me Frank, you can call me that too," Ye Lang replied.
"Frank? Why have I never heard of him?" Cold-Blooded Fifth tried hard to recall, but he still couldn't remember the name. "Never mind, you must be new here and don't know who I am, that's why you're so bold!"
Originally, Cold-Blooded Fifth wanted to let Ye Lang go, because ignorance is no excuse, but he didn't expect that—
"I know who you are. You're Cold-Blooded Fifth. They all said you were inside. I wouldn't have come here if you were here, but I was just too hungry. You did all this, didn't you? I never expected you to have such a trick up your sleeve. Can I eat at your place in the future?" Ye Lang said while eating, without the slightest fear.
"You have a lot of nerve!" Cold-Blooded Fifth said coldly.
"I don't know if I'm brave or not. People say I'm stupid and not afraid of anything," Ye Lang said with a smile, seemingly proud of his foolishness.
"..." Cold-Blooded Fifth was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Lang, and said, "You really are stupid. How did you end up here?"
The appearance of someone like Ye Lang in the Cold-Blooded Group was very strange to Cold-Blooded Fifth. Wasn't this making his place unsafe? After Ye Lang left, wouldn't he reveal all the secrets of this place?
"I was brought here by Cold-Blooded Thirteenth. He said he wanted to study my physique," Ye Lang replied without any concealment.
"Oh, I see. Is there anything special about your physique?" Cold-Blooded Fifth asked casually. He knew that there were countless people like Ye Lang in Cold-Blooded Thirteenth's hands, so it wasn't surprising.
His final question was merely a casual inquiry; whether he knew the answer or not was irrelevant.
"Nothing special, I'm just Immune to All Poisons and have a constitution Attribute-less." Ye Lang replied casually while eating, as if he were having a casual chat with this Cold-Blooded Fifth. If anyone saw this, their jaw would drop.
Cold-Blooded Fifth, the undisputed cold-blooded killer in the Cold-Blooded Group, was actually chatting casually with a young guy. You can imagine how strange this situation was.
"What?! What did you just say?" Cold-Blooded Fifth exclaimed in surprise after hearing Ye Lang's words. This was a rare expression on his face; his expression was usually just one word—cold!
The fact that he showed such an expression shows how surprised Ye Lang's words were to him.