"No, no, of course I'm not offended!" Feng Jiu waved her hand and replied. She then smiled slyly and said: "I took out that big man so easily, I hope Uncle Lu isn't offended. After all, it was just an instinctive reaction."
"Oh? What do you mean?" Old Patriarch Lu asked with interest.
"I live in the mountains, don't I? Every time I am roasting meat, some small animals will try to steal my things around me when I am not paying attention. Therefore, it's become a habit for me to whip things." Saying that, she added some seasoning onto the roast pheasant and continued speaking: "Don't worry Uncle Lu, the seasoning is just some spices, they are not harmful to the body."
"Oh, I see." He nodded. He wasn't worried that the boy would drug the food. After all, it wouldn't benefit him.
