At this moment, no one noticed what Han Qianye had seen. And no one cared what she said. This was because everyone's attention was on Cheng Zhongqing.
Only Li Xiwu looked in the direction Han Qianye was pointing. When she saw the 'thing' Han Qianye was pointing at, her gaze froze for a few seconds, as if she was carefully identifying what it was.
Before she could distinguish clearly, Han Qianye's light voice came from beside her. "I know. This is chicken, but this chicken looks so fat. It will definitely be very juicy when stewed."
Li Xiwu: "?" Is that a chicken?
Han Qianye had yet to notice Li Xiwu's expression. She pointed at the 'chicken' not far away and said to Li Xiwu, "Do you think such a fat chicken will taste good? Should I roast it or stew it?"
Li Xiwu pressed her lips together. "That is chicken, but… not edible."
Han Qianye immediately reacted. "Oh, got it."
