There was no room to persuade her to stay.
For thieves like them, who would be raiding someone else's headquarters again in a few days, venturing into the secret realm was arguably the most important business of all. Yan Qing couldn't exactly stop her by saying, You still have to keep buying meals for me, could he? She hadn't said they wouldn't eat together in the future—she just wouldn't have time these next few days. They could make plans whenever she was free again.
It was just that, more often than not, "later" was the same as "never."
Fine. He'd be eating lunch alone again from now on. Yan Qing composed himself and said, "Be careful. I have plenty of Blood Replenishment Pills. If you need any, just come to me."
Shang Xin Lei didn't say goodbye in response. Instead, she pointed at the three dishes in front of him and asked, "Are they good?"
"Hm?" Yan Qing glanced at the nearly finished fish-fragrant shredded pork, minced pork with eggplant, and fried tofu. After thinking for a moment, he judged, "Compared with the other dishes, they're fairly ordinary. They don't live up to my expectations of a top chef at all. They're only as good as home cooking, suitable for eating with rice."
"So they're still good?" Shang Xin Lei pressed.
"They're as good as home cooking," Yan Qing stressed. "If they were expensive, they wouldn't be worth it."
"If you ate this kind of food every day, could you accept it?" Shang Xin Lei looked somewhat nervous.
"It's not like I couldn't, but—" Yan Qing was about to say that his circumstances had improved and that if he wanted dragon liver or phoenix gall, he could simply eat dragon liver or phoenix gall. There was no need to be