"Give me a chicken leg." After standing up to leave earlier, Anna, seeing the lavish spread in front of Li Teng, came back with her meal box and sat down again.
"Do I owe you a chicken leg?" Li Teng asked, full of confusion.
"What do you think? If it weren't for that roasted chicken last time, I wouldn't have needed to blow myself up at all! And now, to help you, I'm going to Hell too! It seems like you should owe me a whole chicken, don't you think?" Anna said, clearly annoyed.
"That roasted chicken was meant to be a gift to me. Legally speaking, giving and lending are two completely different things. You don't have to repay what was given as a gift," Li Teng retorted quietly to Anna.
His quiet tone was absolutely not due to guilt.
"Really? How do you explain helping me kill Feng Dahai, which got me dragged down to Hell too?" Anna stared intensely at Li Teng.
