It was a chilling threat.
Zhou You, however, merely curled his lip in disdain.
Someone else might be scared, but do you have any idea how many scenarios I've been through? You think this would frighten me?
The cook seemed a little disappointed not to get the reaction he wanted, but he still shifted his bloated body and approached, one step at a time.
Then he lowered his head and spoke.
"If you managed to find this place, you've got some guts. You're different from those cowards... Honestly, I rather like people like you, so I can give you a chance. Pay a certain price, and I'll tell you a few things..."
Zhou You asked in return.
"What price?"
The cook stretched his huge mouth into a grin.
"I'm running a little short on ingredients here... Outsiders like you usually have someone assigned by the inn accompanying you when you arrive. I'm not asking for much. Just give me those people's flesh—you're strangers anyway, so sacrificing that much shouldn't matter, right?"
Zhou You lowered his head, seemingly deep in thought.
The cook waited quietly, too. Then...
Zhou You raised his head, a smile curling his lips.
The next instant...
Completely catching the cook off guard, a streak of silver suddenly flashed—
It took the creature two or three full breaths to realize what it was.
A sword. A sword slashing straight at him!
How dare this bastard!!!
Caught unprepared, he stumbled back several steps—but this was his home ground, after all, and no matter what, he was one of the cores that made up this inn!
A roar erupted. Pustules rapidly spread over the meat and vegetables on the stove, while a torrent of pus gushed from the pot he had been cooking in. It formed a giant