"Flemea? Are you alright?" Chen Ze looked toward the Sang Long who had just pushed the door open; her condition was clearly not good.
Her weary expression and the scars on her tail all indicated that she had just been through a battle.
Meanwhile, Alisa shivered. Was there anything more awkward than the unfortunate sap just happening to hear their conversations?
Now Alisa understood why Chen Ze suddenly decided not to buy meat; after all, even she herself wouldn't buy her friend's flesh to cook with.
However... What worried Alisa now was that the Red Dragon she had just placed on the chopping board, ready to be chopped up by her, was now sitting beside her, chin propped up, watching her.
The gaze from Flemea was immensely pressuring; Alisa twisted uncomfortably, trying to move to another table, but Flemea stopped her.
"Did you just, want to buy my meat?" Flemea pressed on Alisa's shoulder, smiling at Chen Ze.
