"How can it eat ten kilograms of meat when it is so small?" Qing'er didn't believe it.
"He's a mythical beast. Do you think he's really a golden-haired rat? Even you can swallow it! If you don't hand it over, I'll be rude to you!"
"Then come here!" Qing'er got ready to fight with him!
"Isn't it just a few pieces of meat? Forget it!" Xin'er quickly advised.
"If you eat meat now, maybe you will eat our meat next time! Don't underestimate these pieces of meat." Guo Jing was gearing up, preparing for a fierce fight.[
I haven’t had a fight in a long time! It’s just a good time to loosen my bones...
"Ahem, have you had enough trouble?" Fenghua finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Is it necessary to go to war over such a trivial matter?"
"Gang leader, it ate our flesh..." Guo Jing said pitifully.
"Can I ask someone to send me a few more kilograms tomorrow? It's not like such a big Fengliao country can't afford even a few pieces of meat." Fenghua rolled his eyes at him and thought to himself, this guy knows how to eat meat. Sure enough, he knows how to eat meat.
He's a foodie.
"Oh, okay!" Guo Jing was no longer confused. Since the gang leader didn't mind, he had nothing to say.
To be honest, he really couldn't figure out how this little guy could eat ten pounds of meat!
"This guy has to eat so much meat at such a young age. Will he be a cannibal when he grows up?" Guo Jing said worriedly.
"No way." Xin'er was also a little worried. After all, this guy grew up drinking human blood. Will it get used to eating pork all of a sudden?
If pork can solve the problem, it doesn't matter how much you eat, as long as you don't eat people.
"No, it won't drink human blood anymore." Qing'er explained with certainty: "It drank human blood before because it had not been trained yet and had no master. Now after being subdued by the lady, it has an master.
It will no longer bite people randomly. Unless it has the permission of its owner, it will not bite people! It will not eat people..."
I see!
"Okay!" Guo Jing shrugged, "As long as it doesn't eat me, it'll be fine."
"Miss, where is the prince? Why didn't he come back with you?" Xin'er asked. Although Yelujun had become the emperor, she still couldn't change her tune and habitually called him prince.
"He has something to do and has gone back to the imperial study to approve the memorial."