After hearing why Yao Shu had appeared here, Li Zhōujūn did not say anything more.
[Ding: Zhao Di actually wants to suck the host's blood. Can this be tolerated? The system has issued a mission: make Zhao Di grit his teeth and fly into a rage!]
Then, the system's voice rang out.
Li Zhōujūn already had an idea in mind.
Just then.
Zhao Di returned, carrying a plate of charred roast chicken.
Li Zhōujūn glanced at the plate of roast chicken and clicked his tongue. "This is your cooking?"
"My cooking is just like this." Zhao Di said, "Eat if you want. Once you're done, hurry up and leave. If you refuse to leave, then we'll both go down together."
"I wouldn't dare eat this chicken you roasted either. How about this? This woman has some connection to me, so let her go." Li Zhōujūn pointed at Yao Shu as he spoke to Zhao Di.
"Fine." Zhao Di agreed to Li Zhōujūn's request.
She was just a woman.
He did not care. He only wanted this man to leave as soon as possible.
But speaking of which, Zhao Di was still furious inside.
You made me roast chicken, and after I finished roasting it, you still won't eat it. Are you treating me like a joke?
Thinking of this, Zhao Di wanted to dismember Li Zhōujūn limb from limb.
But when he thought of how Li Zhōujūn's strength was no weaker than his own,
Zhao Di still held himself back.
But he swore that he would take revenge for this grudge in the future!
Seeing how readily Zhao Di had agreed to his request, Li Zhōujūn continued smiling. "But I don't want to leave without eating the roast chicken. Why don't you practice your skills a little more?