"All of the numerous heavenly realms under the sky are my territory, everything within these territories belongs to me, so why should I pay to eat my own things?" The First Emperor was discontented by Jiang Li's actions. Seeing Jiang Li reminded him of his past self, which inexplicably irritated him.
"You might not need to pay for eating wild hawthorns, but do you think can you take advantage of the fruits of others' labor for free? If you think you're capable, why don't you make your own candied hawthorn?" Jiang Li rolled his eyes, he had never seen someone who was so brazen about dining and dashing.
The First Emperor and Jiang Li walked side by side, licking the candy-coated shell of the hawthorn, then biting half of the candy hawthorn, their movements surprisingly in sync.
Their tastes were remarkably similar in this small hobby.
