"That's right, it's you."
Si Xue nodded.
"Boss, if you want to kill me, you don't have to go through all this trouble. I can just jump headfirst from here."
Liu Zheng said with a bitter smile.
Last time Niu Ma went, he was almost killed, let alone going personally.
He knew very well that he had just blown up an entire floor of the Peacock office building.
How was delivering food to her different from delivering death to himself?
"It's not that I want you to deliver; those are the rules of the restaurant, and I can't always stop them."
Si Xue gave him a glance and said.
This human still suspects that she wants him dead. If it weren't for her suppressing several orders, he'd be in that bitch's stomach by now.
"Can't you let Niu Ma deliver instead?"
Liu Zheng asked tentatively.
The dying Daoist does not die of poverty; after all, Niu Ma did not die last time, so he probably would not die this time either.
