Liu Zheng: Do You Have Some Unspeakable Secret?

"Alright, meow. Just tell the boss when the time comes, meow."

Calico Cat gulped down the rest of the drink in one go.

"Mm. Here."

Liu Zheng handed it another slice of strawberry chiffon cake.

"This one is just for you. You can share the ones in the box with them later."

He reminded it.

"Got it, meow. Liu Zheng is the best, meow."

Calico Cat rubbed against his tentacles, then left carrying the box.

"I seem to remember this cat is female too, right?"

Cow-Horse's voice drifted over.

"Could you stop taking everything in that direction? Boss, have you never kept a pet before?"

Liu Zheng said speechlessly.

"No. Forget keeping pets—I've never even been a pet."

Cow-Horse replied.

"Then you can ask Napoleon. He has experience."

"Sure. I'll just say you told me to ask."

Cow-Horse said.

"Uh, forget it."

White-Feather Chicken had made him blow up its former owner, yet Cow-Horse just had to bring up the one thing he should not mention. Wasn't that asking for death?

"Heh heh, so even you get scared sometimes, kid."

Cow-Horse mocked him.

"Haven't I always been scared?"

Liu Zheng considered himself a coward. The times he seemed arrogant were merely negotiation tactics.

"Cowards live longer. Come give me a massage. Delivering that takeout order for you just now wore me out."

Cow-Horse rolled over, shifting from lying on its side to lying prone.

"Boss, I don't see any injuries on you."

He said this after examining Cow-Horse's body.

"Nonsense. If delivering one takeout order left me covered in injuries, no number of lives would be enough."

Cow-Horse said irritably.

"Shut up. You're a freak, kid. You don't count in the statistics."

Before Liu Zheng could speak, Cow-Horse immediately cut him off.

Liu Zheng shrugged and began massaging Cow-Horse.

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