Ten minutes later, Huai Shi finally came to his senses.
It seemed some terrifying dark force had set its sights on him?
"Why the hell?!" Huai Shi slapped the table in grief and indignation. "I only kicked him twice. Did he really have to go this far?"
"That wasn't all! I saw it perfectly clearly." Liu Dongli raised a finger to correct him. "Not only did you snap his pinky, pull his hair, and steal his box, you also kicked him in the crotch—and twice, at that! If I were Wang Hai, I definitely wouldn't let you off."
"How did you forget about clubbing him over the head so quickly?"
"Give me a break. I'm just a host, that's all." Liu Dongli blinked smugly. "See? Small, helpless, and pitiful."
"And bald."
Huai Shi added.
"That's enough from you! My hair's grown back already!" Furious, Liu Dongli even took off his wig and leaned over, pointing at his disastrous hairline. "See that? Do you see it? It's grown back already!"
"It's fine. It grows fast, and it falls out fast too."
Huai Shi could not even be bothered to look at him, keeping his head down as he ate.
Still, the pigeon was pretty tasty. Since Liu Dongli was treating, he did not stand on ceremony and ordered another one to stew into soup.
Perhaps noticing Huai Shi's low spirits, Liu Dongli stubbed out his cigarette and pushed the dishes that had just arrived closer to him.
"There's no need to be scared. They're just a few lackeys; it's not like you have to face the Ranch Owner head-on. Don't underestimate the Astronomical Society, Oni. Your backer is one of the thickest thighs in the world. Even if the Ranch Owner descended into the Present Realm, He'd be beaten back into