If You Could Handle It, I Wouldn't Need to Help You Solve Your Wife's Problems

"Oh? Mm."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and felt that Niu Daji was probably right.

If they were from Redwood Culture, the monk might escape, but the temple could not. Even if they absolutely refused to give the photos to Stag Beetle's wife and daughter, they would at least exchange a few polite words and leave each other some room. They would not have acted so stiffly.

Being this fearless, either the other side was strong enough to disregard his threats, or they were not afraid of him coming after them.

"Did you leave a tongue behind?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Huh? What tongue?"

Niu Daji asked in confusion.

"Did you capture any enemies we can force information out of?"

He explained.

"Oh, oh. No. Those four men in suits were pretty good at running. I stabbed one of them in the asshole with my steel fork, but he almost dragged my fork away with him."

Niu Daji said shamefully.

When it came to taking a beating, even Cow-Horse would have to put in some effort to beat it after it put on its ancestral armor.

But when it came to beating people up, it could not defeat any random member of the Seasoning Quartet.

"This isn't your fault."

Liu Zheng had no intention of blaming it.

It was just a gatekeeper. Expecting Niu Daji to fight four people at once and leave one alive was no different from expecting Cow-Horse not to be greedy for money and women.

Still, Niu Daji's strength really needed improving. Just being a meat shield was not enough. Since it was already playing top lane, it needed damage too.

"When we attend the auction, I'll get you a couple of extraordinary items if I see anything suitable."

He said generously.

"Thank you, Boss."

Niu