"Get up, what are you still kneeling for?" Chen Feng frowned.
"Master, you are still frowning intensely and your eyes are as cold as ice, this servant dares not stand."
Zhou Huaiyu's eyes brimmed with tears, her face filled with fear.
Chen Feng was taken aback for a moment, Zhou Huaiyu's delicate appearance did seem convincingly genuine.
But even if she was acting, Chen Feng did not feel good about suppressing her at that moment.
"I'm not angry, stand up. If you keep kneeling, I will think you're hungry," Chen Feng said sternly.
"Ah? Hungry?" Zhou Huaiyu was startled.
Chen Feng stood up with a mischievous smile, "Of course, when you're hungry, you need to eat. Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry."
Zhou Huaiyu immediately stood up, understanding the insinuations in Chen Feng's words.
"Zhou Huaiyu, I think you..."
"Divine King, there's a situation." Just then, Alice's voice came, interrupting Chen Feng.
"What's the matter?"
