So it wasn't that you didn't want to fight, but that you had already taken it all in one go!
He was a ruthless person!
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, Daoist Ren didn't show any signs of guilt. He calmly walked forward as if he was strolling in the courtyard and steadily picked up the big pot.
He even said courteously, "Little friend Xiang Yi, you're really too polite. You gave me so much food. It's too heavy, so heavy that I can't even hold it anymore."
Everyone was speechless.
Looking at how easily you're doing it, I'm afraid that it wouldn't be a problem for you to have another wok!
Xiang Yi was still smiling. She brought out a big bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup and suggested to Daoist Ren, "I think that it would be good to change to a mandarin wok. You can also fill it with soup and porridge. You won't have to be afraid of the food getting mixed up either."
