"Young Master, there shouldn't be any problem with that Sikong Ju, right?"
When Young Master Luo returned, Wen Duo was the first to greet him—the maid miss was still continuously typing into the password light screen.
"What kind of problem do you think he could have?" Young Master Luo asked curiously.
Wen Duo muttered, "I just feel like there's something wrong. That guy gives me a really bad feeling... He's too gloomy. I've seen plenty of people like him—dark-hearted, always ready to stab someone in the back."
"Relax." Young Master Luo smiled faintly. "No one can stab me in the back."
"Why?" Wen Duo immediately grew curious.
Not far away, Yu Huatian quietly twitched his ears as well, seemingly paying close attention to their conversation. A little farther away, Madam Jinzhu also tensed slightly.
Young Master Luo chuckled. "Because I have a pair of eyes growing on my back."
Wen Duo froze, opened his mouth, scratched his head, and said, "Really... really?"
In the distance, Yu Huatian rolled his eyes... Wen Duo, Wen Duo, try being a little more vigilant. A little farther away, Madam Jinzhu let out a sigh and acted as though nothing had happened.
Young Master Luo merely smiled and did not continue. He then flipped his hand, and a paper bag appeared in his palm. Inside was still steaming-hot food.
"Young Master, I'm not hungry." Old Wen immediately shook his head.
"It's for her." Young Master Luo gestured behind Wen Duo toward the Lizardman Priest, who was squatting alone in a corner with shackles around her. "Even if she's a prisoner, she shouldn't be abused."
Old Wen grinned. "How can an abomination count as a prisoner? It doesn't even qualify as a slave. They're beasts!"
Despite saying that, Wen Duo still took the hot food and