"Huh?!"
Looking at Ji Xiaoge, who was full of eagerness and ready to try, the faces of Motan, Dabus, and Jadka all stiffened, especially Jadka, who had been deeply affected, and he immediately broke into a sweat as he whispered to Chris, "Excuse me, how old is that Old Harper this year?"
Chris looked at him suspiciously, "Harper is a pure-blood tree elf, he must be about nine hundred and seventy years old this year. Is there a problem?"
Jadka smacked his lips and pondered for a long while before shaking his head, "Um, no problem, after all, he's nearly a thousand years old. Having lived for so long, he probably doesn't have much attachment to this world anymore."
"Hey!"
Ji Xiaoge pouted, turned to Jadka, and glared angrily, "Can't you be a bit more tactful? Even if the flavor is indeed not up to par, it's not like it's going to kill him!"
